The night, the clamorous silence, dancing curtain, half-open window, sussurating breeze, storm in my mind, ceaseless sand-dunes in my heart, tired eyes, cloudless sky, rainless city, lamenting heart, long lost love, mother's tearful eyes, father's gloomy smiles, grandma's stories, sisters' playful dramas.....And then, an evening wind turns the page... The graffiti loses its root!! ©ananyagoswami