Yahi to zinda rakhti haithoda maarti bhi hai. Kisi gali main koi dastakkisi kooche pe koi kasak. Kisi mod pe ruki huee baat aiseekisi manzil
A beacon of hope and a useful guide. A tall and glowing friend in the dark. Warns and saves lives.
Winter meant tucking herself good in the quilt and lying for hours before sleep took Suhasini to her dreamland. Life had been good to her.
The desire to work hard can be addictive. Ploughing can be a labor of love. Fulfilling, fruitful and passionate farming lifts spirits.
A weird sense of freedom sets in when it happens. A mini break from occupants of the house may add value to relationships and their ongoing
Confessing brings us peace. Moon, a patient listener, never judges. Accepts all our flaws and guards our secrets.
A sight so gorgeousleaves like a carpet on the ground whispera riot of colors so generousnothing is improper. Swirling and twirlingleaves crunchy and crisprust and
Holding hands while enjoying the sunset is a beautiful getaway. Lovers stay with each other come what may. There is no letting go ever.
Sab kuch hai phir bhi sukoon nhiaisa kyon ke phir bhi jalte hain. Neymatein aas paas ghoomtiphir bhi kisi tarah ka qaraar nhi aata. Koi
Fall charms and leaves one in a trance. Myriad hues tantalize. Beauty is at its optimum.