Dusk comes with a gloriously colourful sky; and with it is silence.

In between that silence are the sounds of the wind gently caressing your skin, the rustling of the trees and birds singing. She close her eyes, while the whispers of the world takes her away.

"Do you hear that?", she asks.

"That is the sound of freedom".

ashraf ishak
6:58 PM
14TH June 21'
Taman Tun