Manora: The painted lady

I thought this kind of thing would only happen in movies or dreams. But she proves that had wrong, Manora. When I heard the story of her. Actually, I was not surprised, I was never sad. Rather, the word I dropped is "the painted lady".

Yes, literally Manora is " The painted lady". I don't know why I call her the painted lady? In the form of searching for the reason, once upon a time I read one article about the painted lady butterfly. Content included that butterflies couldn't live so far, but the painted lady will do far. It's stronger than others, like it crosses the Sahara desert twice in a single year. The painted lady butterfly has the willpower to travel around 7500 miles. They will attract others by their appearance, will make others astonishing by their strength, make others smile by their moves.

After I remember those articles, I literally accept that the painted lady is a perfect name for Manora. Yes, she is beautiful, she is stronger, she is attractive, she will make others smile with her vibes. Then, why not shouldn't she be the painted lady?

She painted, pasted and nailed her life in my heart.

I was attracted by her story. Yes, I decided to make this content occupy some bookshelves and hearts.

One child had a pip of the fruit which she ate. She decided to plant that pip to get more fruit. She just likes planting pips not only for getting fruit.

She did and waited to see the growth of the plant. She waited for some days, but the pip didn't grow. She didn't know what to do to grow that pip.

She used to visit daily to see the growth of that pip. But, she was disappointed.

One day it's rainy. She is busy admiring the rain. She forgot to see the condition of the pip for three days.

After some days, she saw the pip which had grown a little. She was happy that Pip got a life.

Whatever, I decided to write the story of Manora. So, I started to write. After I finished some chapters, I felt that something looks not good.

And one day, she came like rain. And make my story look good, and make my story grow. She gave a life and a new shape for the story of Manora.

It's no one else, it's my editor. Who came like rain to grow the plants.

Editor: Angelene Joanne
Author: Tamilselvan k