A Butterfly never return to Caterpillar - It simply flies.

Transformation leaves no reverse path. Growth rewrites you; it doesn’t undo itself.

I am walking away because I have transformed.
A butterfly does not return to the chrysalis or caterpillar to prove a point.
It flies.

The Caterpillar !

In 2017, I experienced something deeply human — I felt attracted to a man.
It was natural. Biological. Innocent.

But somewhere along the way, my innocence was distorted by the system.

Emotion became suspicion.
Feminity became transaction.
Dignity became negotiable.

Statements like “You want money, we will help you” were not just words.
They were attempts to reduce a woman’s dignity into a transaction.

That was my caterpillar stage — not because I was small,
but because I was being made to feel small.

I watched others move freely within the same system.
I saw Selective respect. Selective suspicion. Selective morality.

That is when I learned:
Dignity is not distributed equally in broken systems.

The Chrysalis !

Something inside me went silent.

I once imagined motherhood. I once loved the idea of it.
But quietly, the desire dissolved — as if life paused the motherhood chapter permanently before it began.

Somewhere between biology and judgment, between instinct and mockery, something softened and went silent. 

When natural emotions are mocked long enough, they retreat.
But retreat is not weakness — it is incubation.

I was not breaking.
I was becoming.

The Divine lives in what we call fragile — in the parts we dismiss as small, delicate, breakable.

Sometimes, the most breakable spaces are the holiest ones.

I have lived in countries where nearly 90% of my colleagues were separated. It was striking to witness how, in certain parts of North Indian society, a separated woman could be elevated almost symbolically — sometimes even treated with reverence — while others were quietly scrutinized and marginalized.

Maybe it’s time the system hires a separated man too — just to balance the bias and reduce tokenism.

The Butterfly Stage - Evolution doesn’t come with a reset button.

The system continued to mock me ; 

After I let go of the desire for motherhood and sex — and, honestly, even the longing for a partner — I felt as though a part of me had quietly come to an end. For a time, it carried the weight of grief, like mourning a life I once imagined.

And iam a single unmarried virgin.

Iam a little Japanese when it comes to culture !

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kintsugi

But slowly, I began to understand: nothing had broken.
Something had expanded.

I learned to love children not born of my blood. I  started believing that if loneliness ever became too heavy, I could love an orphan to experience motherhood.

The mockery and insults turned me into a Butterfly. A boundary is not anger. It is alignment.
It is saying: “This system no longer aligns with who I am.”

I am not walking away because of Ego.
I am walking away because I have transformed.
A butterfly does not return to the chrysalis or caterpillar to prove a point.
It simply flies.

Transformation has no reverse path !

The Career Chapter !

So this next chapter is mine.
I will repair the career that was damaged.

I will restore momentum by myself.

I have an ongoing legal case against my previous employer for unpaid salary, equity, and bonus with the UK Employment Tribunal. 

The company? Closed.
The CEO? Job hunting. Perhaps all the employees have filed case against the CEO.

My job hunt has never paused — and it never will.

I studied Business Law for five years.
So technically…I got professionally trained for this boss battle in the school itself. ⚖️
Some people collect experience certificates.
I collect case laws.

Confession time: In my entire life, I’ve never had a “great” relationship with any of my bosses.

In my childhood my father taught me that - 

The Divine love hides there in the fragile expectations —
In the tender, small, delicate, breakable spaces we almost overlook.