“Oh! I have spotted a beautiful garden resplendent with flowers,” I said. “Have you!” exclaimed Monarchy. Monarchy and I are best friends. We have many other companions in our cluster. My friend gets her name from the butterfly type we belong to. We have large, orange and black coloured wings with spotted edges with a tinge of orange and yellow. I often contemplate whether it is our colour or our strength which gives us the special status. But Monarchy and I sleep, fly and drink nectar together. We flew down to the garden and saw yellow, bright red and orange flowers. They looked very inviting. We glanced at the Lantana bushes. After sucking nectar, Monarchy announced that she was sleepy. I agreed because even I was aching to bask in the sun on a cloudy day. We flew down to a clump of trees. We found the twig which was…