I was sitting on the terrace three nights earlier. Draining my cup of tea, listening to the highway traffic: quiet; loud. The visitor is here, Winter. For the house-lights twinkle just after 6 pm. And what are we seeking? I guess, a bit of madness. Of what? The last line's where the pun's intended if, it makes sense. Edit (September 22,2013): This was the most pleasant surprise. A DD? Excuse me while I . I am overwhelmed by the appreciation given to this written piece. I checked this page a couple of times, just to be sure if this is real. It is. Firstly, shukariyacality for suggesting this, and Beccalicious for featuring it. And thank you for reading.