The day wind disappeared

The day wind disappeared  One morning, the wind didn’t come. No breeze stirred the curtains. No rustle moved through the trees. The air simply... stopped. At first, no one noticed. People went about their routines. The weather apps said it was a calm day. Birds still sang. The sun still rose. But slowly, quietly, the absence of wind began to speak in other ways. Clothes hung on lines like they were waiting. Weathervanes stood still and uncertain. The pages of open books lay heavy and unmoving. Leaves that should have danced simply leaned against one another in stillness. The world felt paused, not broken, but listening. And as the hours passed, people began to feel it. Something was missing. Not just the wind, but everything it carried. The feeling of motion without effort. The unseen hands that moved scent and sound and song across space. The invisible dance between earth and sky. Children were the first to ask aloud, "Where did it go?" And no one had an answer. Meteorologis...