A young man from Bombay was telling a story about his youth. He came home on a cloudy day, and his mother asked him, ‘how was your day?’ ‘It was not a good day today; it was very dark,’ he answered. ‘The sun never came out.’ His mother replied, ‘the sun did come out. The sun always comes out. You just didn’t see it. You must learn, my son, to look beyond the clouds.’
From the book Aspire by Kevin Hall
What You’re Saying