this time.. this strange misty time between the advent of night and the departure of day never fails to enchant me.. like a whisper it descends on my hair.. like a dream it settles around me.. gently pulsating in its amber smoky beauty..and i can only reflect endlessly, nurturing a similar dream within, craning my aching head to look out  , and watch the colours on the water body, as the first fireflies start clustering around and time suspends itself around the trees...