A cloudy sky story.

When the sky is cloudy, my mind becomes too cloudy. Because I have a great relationship with the clouds. Just when the rain started from the sky, the relationship was created with me. When the sky cries, the whole world rejoices over the rain. But the sky does not understand the tears. No one can imagine that the sky can cry.

Now tell me this:
I love to soak in the rain because it can be easily tears. Nobody can understand. When I took this picture, it started shortly after the rainy season. I was sitting beside the window. I was seeing the rain in the same way. And I was thinking about some of my older chapters, Like humans, the sky often changes the shape. No one can understand when people change their looks, but Akash informs everyone that he is changing.

I hate people but love the sky. Because sky is my crying mate. Occasionally I think I will have one who will say:
Come to the rain, find life, find life. Come to Joshna, find the dream. Think about why it is unnecessary, this is life.!!!