The sky woke up blue this morning. As usual it was blue, silent, far and huge and eventually i expected it to be filled with Sun's rays which turns it white everyday by noon .... always scares me as if the sky, a huge body, with rays as its arms is trying to tighten its grip on me.

But today, breaking the usual cycle ..... It journeyed from blue to gray to black.

Three stories up in this building, sitting in front of my desktop, I am looking at the skyline from my closed window, my eyes lost in the unending black shade where I can see the body of clouds floating with its welcoming hands, trees dancing to the tunes of the rain, a flag swaying to the rythm of the wind, plants and trees washed green, not the dead green which my eyes are accustomed to, but a fresh and inviting green, filling me with a sense of comfort and relaxation and an escape from numerous days of Sun's piercing rays.

For a long time, I was standing with my hands resting on the window sill, looking beyond the sky rocketing buildings, the lively, sloppy row of trees ..... towards the horizons, with my imagination, not my eyes, as the guide. What attracts me is not the extent to which i can see, but the extent to which I can think...the possibilities of what there could be... the possibility of a walk in the clouds.

and now fed up with this AC environment... I am off to the door...out on the open road where fine, tiny drops are raining from the lively gray sky, the water is fresh and clean, the soil has settled down, the wind has picked up and i can smell the sand.

This day is what I call life.

Nature can change the colours anytime....Just like life .... and fresh and inviting colours are always welcome in life