My first school, Villa Theresa High School, Peddar Rd.,Mumbai.

I remember the day clearly,the year-1975....a group of girls running around the tiny garden....trying to catch the butterflies.Soon there was one in the cup of my hands , its soft wings fluttering against my palm . As I felt the delicate touch of the butterfly it was as though I was holding a dream in my hands and suddenly, I wanted to set it free!

That is the power of life-God's gift to all beings -big and small; you just can't hold onto the moments in life...they move you,they touch you and then they're gone like the butterflies disappearing beneath the leaves...

Sometimes, when I'm alone , I think of that day and the innocent game ,the transient nature of all joys in our life--and then this feeling of wanting to hang on to and yet letting go of the tiny and beautiful creature comes over me and fills me with the longing of revisiting my childhood.

This is the third moonbeam of my life.