Becoming the Butterfly: A Mosaic of Little Fragments of the Human Heart and Soul
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Becoming the Butterfly - Aanya Ebrahim
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Contents
Introduction
I Wish I Wrote the Way I Thought
The Caterpillar
Three Feet
Five Fingers
Wonderment
Educate Your Daughters
Girl with The Golden Eyes
My Neighbour’s Child
The King is Born
Firebug
Ingénue
Six
Minor Fret
Story Time
The Hill Trip
Birdcage
My Grandmother’s Kitchen
Little Man
Blurry
The Playroom
Scrutiny
Kids in The Lawn
Confetti
Virgo
Golden Child
Hiraeth
Oak Tree
The Cocoon
Compliments
Heart Rate Machine
Overkill
Impostorism
This Poem
Apartheid is Over
Encyclopaedia
Empowered
Haiku
Tedium
Terminal Two
Postprandial Somnolence
Tuesday
Take Five
Narcosis
Saturninity
Every Story that Ends in Sadness
I.
II.
III.
Zero Hour
Anticipation
The Binary
Butterfly Ribs
Squadron
Dollar Store
Metamorphosis
Cacti
Stupefy
Lento
The Amalgamation
Night Number Thirteen
Greyhound
Quote Box
The Bell Jar
Moths and Butterflies
Asphodel
Newspaper Bias
Waiting for When
Asura
Grade Point Average
Weep like Willows
Choice Time
Confinement
Witch-Hunt
What They Don’t Teach You in School
The Argonauts
50706.pngBuck Fever
Searching
How to Seem Enthusiastic but Not Desperate
Broccoli Soup
The Butterfly
Logolepsy
You are A Monsoon
Give this Girl A Rose
Kalopsia
I Am Indian
Make this Board Secret
Spitfire
La Verdad
Solstice
I Think that Would Be Nice
She
50704.pngA Verse
Listen
Ode to The Moment
Effective Communication
Writing in The Dark
You are A Home
Shark Week
Feste The Fool
Abrazo
Do Me A Favour
A Place is in Its People
Poetry
Whisper
Acknowledgements
For the wonderful people that I live with,
Mama, Papa, and Myra.
50295.pngIntroduction
Sometimes the world as you know it just decides to become something else.
~ Veera Hiranandani, The Night Diary
When I was ten years old, I sat at the back of my dad’s car and decided to write a book. I had this neon-pink notebook that said ‘A little notebook for big ideas’, and I was ready to fill every page. I remember coming up with the title ‘The Outback Adventure’. It was going to be about four kids who got lost on Fraser Island and discovered a little pocket in time, where a secret society of lost children lived. I planned to end it by letting the readers know that they’d fallen down a large trench and gone to a haven for lost souls (died, essentially), which is what this supposed secret society actually was. Cheery, I know. It lasted about two pages, and I never finished it. Nevertheless, when I was eleven years old, I wrote a five-hundred-word piece for a collaborative book called The Dot That Went for a Walk. I remember revelling in that little glimpse of glory. There was no better feeling than being published and at the Royal Opera House, in Bombay, for the book launch. After that, I began to work on lots of short stories, worked with newspapers, and did programmes with magazines across the globe and the internet. When I was thirteen, I decided to take a crack at the whole book thing again, which ended up being a bit of a stretch. I fabricated this elaborate plot involving Twitter wars, serial bombings, family secrets, illicit affairs, neuroscientific epiphanies, and whatnot. It was to be called ‘Killer Queen’—well, to be fair, I was really into mystery at the time (thank you, Karen McManus). Again, never wrote it. An entire book always seemed like too much.
The summer after the seventh grade (amidst a global pandemic), I took a cardboard box and painted it. I wrote ‘POETRY BOX’ on it with a marker and set out to fill it up. I tore papers out from notebooks and snatched up loose sheets of colour paper; I even wrote some poems on tissues and napkins. I would go for a walk and write a poem. Call a friend and write a poem. Bake a pineapple upside-down cake and write a poem. The Poetry Box became my creative outlet. From there, I wrote to newspapers for available publishings and would turn to poetry when I had nowhere else to go. It’s indescribable; the exhilaration that buzzes through me as I write these words, as I write this book (at last).
I’ve always liked words. I’ve always liked to debate and have had a long-standing affinity towards learning the art of language. I write music and admire poetic lyricism (Phoebe Bridgers, Gracie Abrams, León). Amidst my teenage years, I’m learning that the gift that language is can so easily be turned into a weapon. Words can hurt, terribly.