Sun was hiding as if it has an unlimited capacity to enjoy our day.
As if there were signs of onset of early youth without any dips or ecstasy of early youth.
I noticed an amicable blink from behind the layers of clouds. And I got an honest payback smile.
As if the world thinks that the sun is due for a hair-cut and it does not care.
Youth is less about its face and more about the utility of its energy.
Even if it is behind the clouds.