Solitude is like a glass of wine...the longer you hold it, the more you begin to appreciate its beauty. It's also like the setting sun...gloomy but enchanting at the same time. Sometimes its like the summer breeze... refreshing. Sometimes it's like a rainy day... whose beauty you can only admire in books and in Bollywood songs sequences but seldom in the ordinary existence of real life. Solitude is when your heart thinks and your mind listens. And what mix of melodies and monotones it listens to! Solitude has the calmness of the ocean. Yet it renders its visitor the restlessness of leaves on a windy autumn morning. Solitude doesn't find you. You find it. Sometimes in the strangest of places. Places you never knew it existed. Like on the dinner table with a group of friends or in your bedroom as you lie on the bed with a million thoughts fluttering in your head like wild butterflies or when nostalgia gets the better of you while looking at old photographs. Solitude is a state of mind and like any other state of mind it passes. But while it lasts it feels like eternity.