Old winds,

would have crossed the desert by now.

But the memories of it giving chills,

still lingers and captures me somehow.

And new breeze,

from all directions is rushing towards.

Some by being clingy and some erudite ones,

and others flocking like hungry birds.

Undoubtedly,

this new air is full of zest.

Leading restless days and sleepless nights,

but making my conscience to test.