She was busy in chasing Dragonflies..

 

A girl dreaming sky,

Own everything that fly high,

Kept her mind up,

& wanted to be like 'Dragonfly.'

My new morning routine, as now there are winter vacations so, I promised myself to visit library every second day, to read new poems & novels.
I went yesterday to fulfil all the requirements of library card & today was my first day to attend it.
After roaming around in the library for one hour, I came across for a book which looks like map of some Ancient Treasure Hunting. I was so in love with the cover page that without even opening it, I took it & came back home. I went into my room, locked myself & placed it on the study table to examine it.
There was no title of the book. It was just containing a picture of a Dragonfly, a beautiful dragonfly with transparent wings which were giving the pinkish shade due to light.
When I open the first page it was written in italic,

"She wasn't concerned about the world,

She was busy chasing dragonflies."

After reading this line, I thought that somewhere I have read this before. It was similar to Martin Ortiz lines,

"She wasn't concerned about love,

She was busy chasing dragonflies, eating ice-cream & dancing in the rain."

I got more excited to read this & to give more rise to my excitement, when I turned the page, there was a box at the centre of the pages of the full book & that box had a very small lock. Only last page was left, where the instructions to open this lock was written & those instructions was,

Instructions to open the lock:

"This isn't playful,

Opening should be graceful,

You will feel joyful,

Trust me it isn't so thoughtful."

I noticed that key hole wasn't that big, it was so small which means a special key should be used to open it.

But how?

I thought a lot, but then I re-read the last line which was, "Trust me it isn't so thoughtful."

I took hair pin & tried to open it but of no use. Then, I took sewing pin & as soon as the pin click at the end of the hole, it got opened.

When I opened the box, to my surprise, there was a Dragonfly beautifully placed inside it, a beautiful black dragonfly but a green line on it's body but in actual it gave different colours while drifting in different directions. The most beautiful was the blue one.

I was looking at it with amazed eyes & suddenly it began to fly & I put my finger in the air & it sat on my finger, it's wings still high & open, no blinking at all.

I have read about it before that, 'Dragonflies keep spreading their wings & they mostly die in few weeks.'

I was wondering that for how long it was living in this book. It was just a miracle, nothing more or less than that & I was loving that. It was roaming in my room all around & giving different shades.

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I don't know whether it was a 'dream' or 'reality' but I don't want to open my eyes from this dream. I want that Dragonflies to stay in my stomach. I don't know how I will return this book to the library, nothing. I was dreaming, & that dream was the only reality I wanted to live.

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