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Sky!

O Sky!!!

You are lucky even though many people just consider you something flat above them, but literally, you are lucky, so what if you are not Ashraf, atleast you are high.. position wise..but seriously speaking, you have got those clouds, you can cry whenever you want to, and no one even laughs at you, or I guess they do, coz everyones happy when it rains..even me..I am sorry..

And you don't need people around you, because you have the sun and all its warmth.. out on earth, even people are cold, rude.. so u see, you are going in +ve.

And that isn't all, you are so vast, limitless like the sea, that anything can be absorbed by you, if we had a heart like you, it wouldn't be so hard..

And ofcourse, you had the full moon tonite.. hidden amongst the clouds.. you always get to choose whether earthlings should see it or not..

I think I'm jealous of you..you have got everything.. you can see all that goes on rite from the top..you can cry as muh as you want, you always have the warmth of the sun and you have the bestest thing, the full moon, you are way too LUCKY!!

Comments

Sarah said…
That was nice :)

I am jealous of the sky right now. Once again its winter weather here in upstate NY and I am sick and cold :( I need the warmth of the sun!! Grrr @ the sky for keeping the sun away!
Mon Jun 12, 01:23:00 AM
Khalil said…
I need some cloud cover....is getting to hot to sleep at night. Still better than cold I guess....
Mon Jun 12, 07:51:00 PM
Karachiite said…
I think the sky read my blog.. It finally drizzled today, and that too while I was out... :)
Tue Jun 13, 12:12:00 AM
Anonymous said…
^ lol..!

karachiite: Lovely bloggg! :) and wonderful stories :D

Now I want to be the sky in my next life.. :P
Tue Jun 13, 03:57:00 PM
Karachiite said…
Welcome Sayedda.. :) and thanks.. yeah, but there aint no other life..inshaAllah heaven, n we'll get everything.. :P
Tue Jun 13, 04:43:00 PM
Jamal Ashiqain said…
Beautiful, make me envy the Sky.. :)
Tue Jun 20, 11:16:00 AM
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