The desire to work hard can be addictive. Ploughing can be a labor of love. Fulfilling, fruitful and passionate farming lifts spirits.

Confessing brings us peace. Moon, a patient listener, never judges. Accepts all our flaws and guards our secrets.

Holding hands while enjoying the sunset is a beautiful getaway. Lovers stay with each other come what may. There is no letting go ever.

Fall charms and leaves one in a trance. Myriad hues tantalize. Beauty is at its optimum. 

A rocky serene milieu is a good escapade to recharge. Sleep is best in the arms of a loved one. A noiseless road acts as

Still close though apart. Boundaries don’t limit equations. Nothing changes.

Work is worship for some. Faith clears hurdles. Perpetual hard work brings success.

The mantra is no inhibitions. A temporary hiatus rejuvenates whenever due. Familiar turf is a medium of bliss.

Warmth, fun, and comfort are top priorities. In the company of like-minded people, love, and good vibes it’s beyond words. Fire in a cold milieu

Holding your own takes strength, grit, and determination. Tenacity goes a long way. Being useful for others always pays.