The sky's been roaring today; since morning.
"Why are you angry?" I asked him. "& who're you angry at?"
"Myself!" he snapped back, wearing a pout.
"Why? What did you do?"
"Nothing" he sighed and looked at me, still pouting.
I tugged at his grumpy cheek and asked - "Then what makes you angry my dear?"
He looked at me, confused now; "ahh.... I want to clutch myself and colour me so loud that the world would shine in my light. But I'm so bored!"
Someone had said that Success is 99% inspiration and 1% perspiration. Its that last little buck that my friend is short of. I can't find that last buck either. How should I help him?
2 comments:
oho.......a grumpy cloud?
worry not, i askd 'im 2 rain, an rain did he! he felt liter... and is nw goin places
jus d wy u said...the loud colourz! i sw dose rare colourd clouds after the rainfall dat evenin! did u see em 2?
sry, postin agn, rainbow clrd cloudz!
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