Some nights call for stillness so deep that even thoughts grow quiet. This soundscape wraps you in the hush of a slow-moving lake at the edge of Rawalpindi's summer twilight, where a lone frog croaks close enough to feel personal and the chorus answers from somewhere unseen. Crickets weave a thin thread of sound through the water's gentle lapping, turning scattered worries into a single shared pulse. Close your eyes and let the night carry you — the pond keeps watch while you finally rest.