Musing

Everything in nature is so fascinating, one look at them and it consumes your entire being. Clouds are no exception. These beautiful fluffy things high up in the sky has been a subject of imagination since ages ... I could just sit all day and look at those floating cotton balls, drifting slowly and steadily in the skyline and sometimes I wish to go along with them to all those unnamed and unknown destinations. 

Looking into the sky is one of my favorite pass time and being able to find a shape of some kind in it, is like a trophy for me...I have almost always envied the birds and their ability to reach upto something, that I dearly love... As a kid I had secretly wished for wings, sometimes ended up sincerely praying for it. God in those years existed, only when I needed something desperately, and wanting a pair of wings was one such real desperation. Now I have come to a truce with God and accepted his decision of only allowing me to watch and talk with it from a distance. At least I have that...