A story of little caterpillar named Sanu Maya…. Be patient

*Title: The Curious Caterpillar*
**Once upon a time in a lush green garden, there lived a curious little caterpillar named Sanu Maya.
Sanu Maya loved to explore. Every day, she would crawl up the stems of tall flowers, squeeze through the gaps in the fence, and wiggle over smooth stones. She marveled at the colorful butterflies fluttering above, the buzzing bees collecting nectar, and the busy ants marching in a line.
One day, while nibbling on a tasty leaf, Sanu Maya saw something that made her eyes widen with wonder-a beautiful butterfly with dazzling wings of orange, yellow, and blue. It danced gracefully in the air, gliding from flower to flower.
“Oh, how I wish I could fly like that!” Sanu Maya sighed, watching the butterfly twirl in the sunlight.
The wise old oak tree overheard Sanu Maya’s wish and rustled its leaves gently. “Patience, little one,” the tree whispered. “Your time will come.”
Sanu Maya didn’t understand. “How can I ever fly? I’m just a tiny caterpillar,” she thought sadly.
Days turned into weeks, and Sanu Maya continued her adventures in the garden. She met a friendly ladybug, a chatty sparrow, and even a shy snail who shared stories of faraway places. But no matter what she did, Sanu Maya couldn’t stop thinking about the butterfly and its beautiful wings.
Then one cool evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, Sanu Maya felt very tired. She found a cozy branch and decided to rest. Slowly, she spun herself into a soft, silky cocoon. “I’ll just take a little nap,” Sanu Maya thought, yawning.
Sanu Maya slept and slept. As the days passed, the garden changed. The flowers bloomed in new colors, the leaves turned golden, and the wind whispered secrets to the trees.
One bright morning, Sanu Maya awoke inside her cocoon. She felt different, stronger somehow. The cocoon began to wiggle, then crack, and finally split open. Sanu Maya stretched her legs and crawled out. But something was different-very different!
She looked behind her and gasped. Where once were her many legs, she now had a pair of delicate wings, shimmering with all the colors of the rainbow. Sanu Maya couldn’t believe it-she had transformed into a butterfly!
With a flutter, Sanu Maya lifted herself into the air. She soared above the garden, feeling the breeze beneath her wings. She danced with the flowers, greeted the bees, and even flew past the old oak tree, who smiled knowingly.
Sanu Maya realized the oak tree had been right all along. Her dream had come true, just as it was meant to, in its own time.
From that day on, Sanu Maya flew happily through the garden, spreading joy and color wherever she went. And whenever she saw a little caterpillar crawling on a leaf, she would smile and say, “Be patient, little one. Your time will come.”
*The End*