Start writing...Clouds have no true color , just like everyone else.
Colors are illusions created by our brain.
Sometime they appear blue like melancholy mood of Antonio,
Sometime they appear red like love in the eyes of Bassanio.
Sometime they appear orange like a ball of fire in the heart of those who want to seek revenge or like as wild as a new tiger kitten.
Sometime they appear pink just like the dress for which once she cried alot.
Sometime they appear yellow just like the corn in the light of sun .
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Sargun Gill
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