Rain whispers through the city as steel tracks echo with the distant hum of a passing train, weaving a lullaby of departure and return. Temple bells chime faintly, their resonance blending with the water's murmur to dissolve the day's frayed edges into stillness. The rustling bamboo grove windchime carries memories of monsoon rains, while the deep harbour waves ground scattered thoughts in the rhythm of tides. This is the sound of a city exhaling—calm, infinite, and tethered to the sky.