/ http://www.slideshare.net/images/logo.gif / 際際滷Share feed for 際際滷shows by User: divyabimtech https://cdn.slidesharecdn.com/profile-photo-divyabimtech-48x48.jpg?cb=1523441949 Flight is freedom in its purest form, To dance with the clouds which follow a storm; To roll and glide, to wheel and spin, To feel the joy that swells within; To leave the earth with its troubles and fly, And know the warmth of a clear spring sky; Then back to earth at the end of a day, Released from the tensions which melted away. Should my end come while I am in flight, Whether brightest day or darkest night; Spare me your pity and shrug off the pain, Secure in the knowledge that I'd do it again; For each of us is created to die, And within me I know, I was born to fly.... Different mouths, different opinions. As far as my own perception of me is concerned, I like myself. My wo