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I didn't just take these pictures today—I found myself in them. Sometimes among the floating clouds, sometimes among the infinite blue sky. Life sometimes makes us very busy. Then we forget how important it is to look at the sky. Today's sky has opened that door for me again, to nature, to thoughts, to love.

In the first picture, we see the buildings standing tall in the city, shady trees below, and above them a silent blue world arranged in clouds. It is as if the entire city is standing under the blessings of that sky. A tranquility falls, a gentle compassion is deposited in the folds of the clouds. When I took the second picture, I stood silently for some time. All my thoughts, all my fatigue seemed to be lost in that blue sky. It seemed that if I could ever disappear completely silently, then this sky would be my destination.

The third picture seemed to be the end of everything. Everything is clear here, the blue sky, the white clouds, the small houses, the trees, the towers, all together tell a story. The story is mine, yours, all of us. The extraordinary form of an ordinary day. These pictures are not just pictures. These are moments that come back to remind you again and again, you can still feel them. You can still look at them.”

No one asks the sky how it is. Yet, it gives shade over our heads every day, gives light, and gives imagination. So this post is not just to show pictures, this post is to tell you to stop for a moment. Look, feel, this vast blue sky is so beautifully arranged just for you.

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<div class="text-justify">Looking at the picture, I really wanted to float..Today's sky was just like that, as if it had its own language, a pull, a strange call. I took three pictures. But they were taken not only with my eyes, but also with my mind. And every time I saw each picture, a feeling arose, I wanted to float. Yes, really, I really wanted to float. Leaving everything, forgetting all my worries, just floating together with those white cotton clouds.

The clouds seem to be calling you, saying, come, let me take you to a place where there is no noise, no worries, no pain, only tranquility. The first picture is like the story of a city. Below are buildings, trees, busyness, but above it is such a peaceful sky, as if it says, if you want, you can get rid of this busyness for a while. That freedom might mean floating with those clouds, a carefree journey across the sky.

The second picture was the most silent. Like a poem without any song. The clouds were scattered, the light sun was shining on them. I was just looking at them. It felt like my body had become light. If only I had grown wings right now, I would have been right next to them. The third picture was like a real dream. Everything was clear, no fog—just the clear blue sky and the play of clouds. And looking at those clouds, I kept thinking, if only I could be a little bit of a cloud!
I would float away... I would stand next to someone's window... Maybe someone would suddenly look at me and say, "Look! That cloud is just as beautiful as it is sad.

I'm not the only one who feels this way—I'm sure you too sometimes feel this way? Don't you just want to get away from the rules, noise, and busyness of this world? This sky, these clouds—they have no destination, no rules. They just float away… and can't we ever float away like that? Today, these three pictures are not just scenes, they are an expression of my dream, my liberation, my desire to float away.

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***<center>At one point, it felt like I was no longer on the ground. I was slowly becoming lighter. The weight of my body was decreasing. All the sadness, fatigue, and pride were pushed aside, and I was becoming a cloud. Yes, I was floating... sometimes riding the back of the north wind, sometimes in the chest of this blue sky. What a strange peace! Below, the busyness, noise, and rule of people. And I was above,silently, accompanied by the gentle wind, a traveler without a destination.Does wanting to be a cloud mean another name for forgetting?Or is it another form of finding yourself anew? No camera can capture this feeling. This feeling is outside the frame of a picture. This feeling is a story inside the heart—where the sky is a friend, and the cloud is a lover. I was no longer just me, I was a piece of cloud, floating on your window glass, in your eyes, next to the stories accumulated in your mind. Today, I wanted to be a cloud. I wanted to float right into the blue.
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Camera | Redmi Not 6 pro
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Catagory | photography📸
C.MODEL | Not 6 Pro
Capture | @rayhan111
Location | Sirajganj - BD[🇧🇩]

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