I have just come back to a daily routine track from a summer night dream-like holiday feeling refreshed and recharged.

 

I felt like I had been a heroin in a movie called 'American in Paris' as I felt filled with spirit of freedom.

 

My heart is light like a feather of a bird.

 

The scorching Sunshine on Santa Monica beach burnt all concerns and worries out of my heart,

 

 And the Summer breeze of Las Vegas brought a new song into my torn-up and worn-out  heart.

 

This trip to America fills up the well of our hope that seemed to be being dried up gradually over the last few years.