The cloudland- endless love for sky!🌩️

I remember those days as kids when we used to look up in the sky and try to figure out what shapes or figures does the clouds make or whom do they look like and well I always used to love doing that, and I still do. Going on the terrace watching nothing but the sky over my head gave me a feeling of peace along with freedom. That moment gave when the wind blew my hair and the scorching sun which made almost impossible to look at it gave me a sense of eternal peace. I realized peace had a different meaning for me, it meant that sometimes you give up and accept your defeat, and just enjoy everything around you which you are a part of. The sky though used to excite me, like I am sure every kid has once wished if he/she could fly high into this humungous yet sovereign sky. I used to dream of flying without any intention of reaching somewhere and just to enjoy a moment of freedom. Freedom from the world we live in and freedom to just dive into the world we want to live in. It's weird that sky teaches us that our potential has no limits but at the same time it also tells us that sometimes you need to accept your defeat. It's amazing to know that there is peace in defeat and there is freedom in living that moment.💓