At the Sight of the Rainbow
A little while ago, I chanced to find the majestic beauty of the rainbow up there in the sky. It seemed to be so reachable all at once, but I was proven wrong altogether. That is to say, I was running after the castles in the air as if it was a mirage. Then it was time to come back home. I had to return with a broken heart. Suddenly, I had a thought on it, "We all desire to touch the sky. Who doesn't? All things are not meant for everyone. Oil floats on water." However, right then, my positive self replied, "There's nothing we can't do, because we all are the offsprings of Nature (disobedient though sometimes); we all are made of flesh and blood. So, there is no question of inequity." I became silent for a few minutes. Then I had made up my mind, "Maybe, we can't touch and catch that rainbow, but we can easily behold the colours. Again, can we deny that we can't find it somewhere else as well? Where? Well, as and when our eyes are too ful