Every gush of this aromatic air feels like countless blessings from the parched lips of sun-scorched mother earth. Oh this fragrance, this pious amalgamation of dust and thirst-quenching rain drops is filling my head. My entire body is invigorating and oozing a certainly new level cosmic energy. Standing in my balcony, I am watching the beautiful shimmer of a distant glowing bulb, listening to Zeus crooning, melodies melting into this lilting air and sprinkles inebriating every fiber of my being. With "Maine khud ko" (Ragini MMS2) song playing in backdrop, silence and comfort has assumed insatiable proportions, and I am in "my zone". I just want to say so much, evince my expressions, make my feelings heard. I wish I had someone nearby who could construe the ineffable me.