In this land of strangers, as SHE deliberately looses her way and wanders whole night to reach nowhere, meets strangers with no excuse and remembers the lost ones for no reason . . . There, in the unknown lanes of the foreign land, SHE realises her "love for the transient", the unclaimed space that exists between being lost and belonged. Because 'transient' carries HOPE. . . Hope to be lost in nowhere.... Hope to belong to nowhere....!!