Study, sleep, wake up, shower, study, computer, study and sleep again. Everything except the Qur'an and studying is unimportant and can be forgotten and killed like an unresponsive Google Chrome tab. And there's a wonderful world out there waiting, outside the windows and front door, of a calm breeze and a warm sun and many dead leaves which are beautiful in death, especially when they dance along and scratch the road in the breeze.
And being a school student I study with a lot of people who don't understand what the weather really is. If you're sitting in the class and there's sunlight streaming in bringing with it twigs and orange leaves from outside and there are colourful posters on the wall, you can feel like the class is your heart and it's colourful and sunlit, but no-one notices because the teacher is explaining something.
Every weather has its own mood, and you can't look at the weather from the window and feel snug and comfortable or hot and stuffy, whatever the weather is, and think I like this weather or I don't. You have to feel like a cloud up in the sky, in the middle of everything, then you'll feel what the weather is like and it will give you a mood.
