An invisible magical dream instantly makes the mind feel better. A strange feeling spreads a glimpse of happiness in the mind. It awakens the love of love in the heart. Seeing the sunny sky at dusk, the chest beats unconsciously. The heart feels someone's emptiness strongly throughout. This emptiness has no name, no color, and no form. When evening falls in the heart of the city, that emptiness disappears in the yellow light of the neon lights. The cloud calmly asks itself, "Whom do I miss? And why do I miss it?" Like the tireless sky of the rain, the questions are almost devastated. The answers to which are difficult to find. Again, sometimes it feels like it is tied to someone. Someone has wrapped it in its arms and is whispering in its ear from time to time, "Aamurtya Bhalobasi Toke".