It's funny the kind of thoughts that pop into ones mind while travelling by air.. just was looking out of the window. . Saw these clouds all fluffy and white like cotton candy or just cotton. . It makes one wonder we are all fighting about where we come from.. We form opinions about others on the basis of the place they are from or their caste creed religion. . But from the top over the clouds it's so difficult to know where one is.. it doesn't matter above the clouds .. They all seem the same. . Whether it's Delhi or Chennai or Bihar or Nagaland the clouds are all the same everywhere ..
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