A hearty conversation on a half drowsy morning with the people we love is like designing one’s own sweetest dream and I have been doing that ever since I arrived here. This is precisely the best part of my day and the best way I can begin my day. So as much as I love the nights, I look forward to the mornings now.
Night, like death is an equivalent to the universal truth, because darkness brings out the true colors of everyone. The world wears a pretense through the day, waits for the sun go down and the lights to go on for that is when the real spectacle begins. It is in the silence of the night that most of us find the strength to take off our masks, listen to our own voice and see who we really are.