I watch the scene unfold as it usually does from the terrace, sometimes shifting my line of sight to the beautiful sunset on the horizon or the pigeons perched atop the water tank or the cable lines. I wonder about life, my purpose, dreams, and muse about wishes. I list down to-dos in my notepad- the digital one, or note down points for my next story(all are incomplete). Or else I listen to music, escaping to another land through the beats, in a trance-like state exploring the imagination that the mind has to offer.