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There are days where the sky seems darker than usual and you get totally engrossed by the feeling of being lost and the great sense of uncertainty that rains on you from the clouds that should be white and cotton-like. The sky stretches to infinity and as far as the eyes can see, the dark clouds have encompassed it all, your vision is blurred from the droplets that hang to your eyelashes. Your eyes become heavy and with a jerk you wake up. You breathe a sigh of relief but only to discover that you are still where you are.

For every darkest day, there will be a brightest minute, a tiny ray of sun that penetrates through the thick merciless dark clouds. It would be the only source of wamth, the only good thing in that situation. I am looking for that ray and even if I could find it, I need to decipher what it means.

Thank you for all the times you shared with me. Good bye. Take care. I hope we get to meet again. When we do, I hope that it would be with a smile and with no reflection of that dark cloudy day.