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The Nascence of Pearl

The Nascence of Pearl



Once upon a time, there was a beautiful butterfly that was very sad and lonely. All other insects were not as beautiful as of it, so they were very envious. When other creatures praised of its beauty, they became jealous and so they froze off and forced him to lonesome. Out of pensiveness, he did not want to live anymore and wanted to die amidst the sea. As he stood, very depressed, on the sea-shore, thinking about the uselessness of his life, he heard a soft, clear voice beside him.

"Good morning. Who are you?" The voice asked.

"I'm a butterfly, but who are you? Is that a speaking stone? I don't believe!”

The voice replied. "I'm not a stone. I'm a shell, an oyster! I'm a living being just like you are."

"Would you like to be my friend?" The butterfly asked. "I have no friends, and I'm very unhappy because nobody loves me. I want to die in the sea."

"I don't want you to die," said the shell. "I am just as lonely and sad as you, and I too have never known what it is like to be loved, but, now that you are here neither of us is alone. Stay with me, be my winged prince and tell me all about the things that you have seen in the world; things that the eyes of a daughter-of-the sea will never see. I can only see the blue both in water and on the sky above. So, do help me in knowing all other colours of this colourful world."

The butterfly stayed at the shell's side and they grew to love each other, more than anyone could ever imagine. The butterfly had collected all the colours in the world in his wings and he gave them, as a bouquet, to his sweetheart, while the shell gave, as her gift from the sea, all the mysterious whispers of the deep.

Their joy was short-lived, as butterflies have a shorter lifespan than shells, and finally the butterfly died on one sunny morning. When the butterfly died, the shell buried him in the sand. Then she cried and cried so much that she died of her sadness, and was dissolved by her tears.

Next morning, on a small mound of sand, marked with a coral cross, appeared the very first pearl of the world. It had emerged from the tears of the shell, the colours from the butterfly's wings and their love. Since then, pearl symbolises love , affection and beauty. And the tradition of presenting a pearl from Cupid to his valentine on any heart throb occasion is still on.