what to say.........

No one was around ,its only me and my computer playing a soothing and monotonous track ,I didn't know that track has ever been on my comp .That track has to be so close to the wind flowing through my room , exaggerating each and every emotion flurrying deep inside the corner of myself. I tried my best to exemplify them to myself. But every time I try, they try to go in skeptical swings of memories of the past. I remember, the night was full of stars and birds were chirping slowly to the rhythm of blowing wind as if trying to seduce the time to stay. Suddenly my heart filled with timidness and began to feel the subtleness of the past. The song was still playing that dubious track.
I was compliance to the present time, I was not able to concentrate on the paper lying in front of me on the table and not able to read a single sentence. Suddenly, the silence broke itself to the knock at the door. I gathered myself from what going on my head. I opened the door and ....there was no one but a wind pacing in through it. I reached outside and stood in the balcony in front of my room, searched my pocket to lit the only cigarette I was having. It was not there, may be I left it inside. My heart was still going in sporadic manner in the past trying to make it to the present but stymied by something, I don't know. I reached the place where I left the match box. I left it there impeccably, but its not there. I searched to find it dropped under the table. I grabbed it at once. I was feeling myself apocryphal to the fervor inside me. I lit my cigarette, stood to the wind in the balcony facing it and puffed it closing my eyes. I was lost inside me and nothing struck me then but the first sunlight of the sun slowly whipping off the night to the next day.