Something special.
Have you ever looked up to the blue sky? Wouldn’t it be nice (if the world is cadbury), if we can just be one of those clouds up there? Moving freely. Very comfortable fluffy kind of cloud.
But I guess clouds have their moments too.
Our life is just like the clouds.
When we bottle things up within ourselves, we slowly turn to be someone who gets irritated easily. When the bottle is way too filled up, we just burst out crying our hearts out.
When the clouds carry too much water (problems), they go grey. And when it gets overloaded, it rains so heavily.
Feels like I’m walking in the rain, I found myself trying to wash away the pain.
- Walking in the Rain; A1