That line where the orange and the blue of the sky merge and give birth to a honey brown colour that reminds you of a mix-n-match of your half-baked dreams and ember-like desires
That music which engulfs you like the velvety warmth and becomes the droplet in the corner of your eyes
That imagination when you see the magpies have joined wings to make a bridge for you to meet your beloved
That conversation which begins with how-are-you and ends with I-am-fine, yet the in-between silence keeps chattering and speaking thousand words
That memory which grows a banyan tree in the mind, and your slightly-wrinkled forehead quivers, struggling to fathom if it's a joy or a sorrow
'That' is what it is all about!