Far away in the horizon i can see the perfect orange ball of hope.Nature is perfect over here. The clouds, initially glowing white are now succumbing to the rosiness of the sun. They turned into a color so beautiful that even i thought of a name for it.Everything looked like a portion of the painters canvas. The sky and the shifting clouds are changing hues and each moment, a new shade born from the brightest blue to deep yellow. With some hope in my mind i am moving. I was so happy and excited when i got a new work but it got ended before that should have. Now i am just at my apartment. I have a lot of work to do, yet nothing to do. I don't want to continue to be a non-earning student anymore......but i cannot help myself for present. Last edited: 21-Jul-09 09:41 AM