The Painted Sky

Just looking thru my photos, saw this pic which I took few months ago on my way flying from Paris to Treviso. The sun's reflection on the window created a small shade of rainbow.















When I was young, I have never dreamt I'd be flying so often. Goin from here to there. I've never even thought of how I would be like when I grow up...

I guess...life's like a melody, u chain it together to create your own tune. Some would sound nice, some might not. Then again, all these things would not matter...it's whose tune it belongs to and how unique it is...thats what matters most.