The ember in my eyes....The half misplaced hesitant smiles …..The coffee stained pages….The cloudless afternoon’s impulsive drizzles ….The sound of footsteps on pebble stones…….The unkept tresses falling on that gifted rose ….The indecisive judgments of mine ….the star gazing at nondescript nights…The packets full of hazy abstractions… The scented bottles of shelved arbitrations…..The rickety shadows by my side….The voices of ambiguity dancing behind….