I think i started typin this sometime back , when i was in bus , on d way to office . This has been lying in my drafts for a long time . I dont wanna complete it now ... it was a broken day dream and shall remain as one . So just publishing it..... With the horns honking, engines roaring and the tress moving , it is nothing but a typical week day . But I am left with a discomfort in my heart. My book, remained deserted with no words to feed it and a fine coat of dust ruining its gloss . I sit up, determined to revive it and sought for words from my mind, but it was rather completely obstinate providing me with no words or clarity. May be it was because of all the noise around. It was time to switch the view, change the channel to a more comforting one. I did !!! and found myself drowning in a sea that's so unusually violent, throwing and dangling me to corners... It was as if the waters were playing with me..... I cou...