It was 6:30 a.m. and the wind peacfully blew threw my hair . I walked outside and sat near a small stream . A تیتلی landed on my finger . but it flew away . The water kept flowing and the wind kept blowing . flowers were blooming in peaceful colors . "ah what a beautiful دن it is" i کہا . far away i heard some موسیقی playing relaxing موسیقی .i walked closer to the موسیقی . A man handed me a glass of fresh cold water from the mountains . there were مچھلی swiming in the water near the stream. When i got ہوم i lied down on my بستر and stayed still . all آپ could hear was the clock ticking ....