A short story
Among all the memories that she carried from that place, one definitely was those silent nights that she enjoyed in the company of that little music box. The time that she had spent over here was indeed the best, this was yet unknown. Those late nights with her perfect blend of tea, spent listening to those endless songs played on radio left her in a state of bliss. The surprise element as to the next song along with the different genres played added to the charm of those dark lonely nights. She missed them to an extent, that even years after returning from that place she tirelessly tried to tune into some random stations in the dark lonely nights that followed her everywhere. She had her share of disappointments when that music box failed to catch the desired frequency. The reasons cited were signal problems. She tried never the less. But there were nights when luck did favor her and the music box tuned in some random frequencies and she experienced the same state of bliss listening to the endless music list in some silent, dark, lonely nights.
