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Here I am doing what I do best! I enjoy sounds, sights, scents, thoughts and feelings; sights such as twilight, sunrise, sunset, changing colours of the sky, floating clouds, birds in flight, rain drops on petals, dew drops on glass blades, rainbow, swaying trees, falling leaves, caterpillars, pupae, butterfly dance, a full bright moon, silhouettes and lot more. All these are always accompanied by familiar sounds, relevant or otherwise and feelings which I can’t explain. Just when I try to work on how exactly I feel, my restless wandering eyes and mind would take me to another place. Scents either cover me in nostalgia or make me waddle in déjà vu. Flowers and their fragrance take me back to old fashioned houses of loved ones, their well-kept small garden, flower vases or their kerchiefs with flower embroideries. Smell of heated oil and spices led me back to dimly lit kitchens,…