An old man was on his deathbed. He saw the ultimate dream of his life, ‘A Garden Of Dreams’. A garden where all his dreams became potted plants. Some plants were totally ruined, some on the verge of drying up, while some bloomed beautifully. There was this plant of little hockey sticks which completely withered devoid of proper care. A plant which he planted with his wife, (a beautiful daughter) was on the verge of drying up as a weed called ego snatched away all nutrients from that plant. There was a MONEY plant which was fully nurtured, but it was least of his concerns now. He saw two golden coloured butterflies which signified his one last wish of playing the violin just once before dying. As he chased the butterflies, he reached to the end of his garden. He saw innumerable garden of dreams there. He saw a poor kid sowing few ‘Cricket Bat’ seeds, then he saw a blind girl planting a sapling of musical notes. He ran to his own garden and uprooted a single root from his proudly blooming Money Plant and planted it in the Kid’s garden. He repeated this action till the last root of his Money plant was left. He was relieved. After a long time he was really satisfied with his own work. When he reached his garden, he was confused. All the other plants were blooming beautifully. He sat on a bench enjoying the beauty of satisfaction. The two butterflies which he chased before, came near him and transformed into a violin and he started playing it.