Night was mostly silent, yet eloquent at a certain point in my life. I spend mostly reading something with a light jazz or blues playing at the background, which occasionally took me to the era of Krishna, a farm boy playing his flute all night to nature which would create a charming glow around him. I felt the night light in my reading room sometime.
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