Imagine yourself standing on your bare feet on the green wet grass of a meadow surrounded by little yellow flowers, looking up to a clear blue sky of early morning, a mild yellow sunshine falling all over, little birds chirping in the background, your children giggling and playing around you, your watchful dog standing nearby proudly swaying his tail, a steaming cup of aromatic tea in your hands, a cool breeze blowing, bringing in the sweet smell of flowers and earth.
Imagine yourself lying on a hammock under the shade of a huge tree in the afternoon sun, with loads of interesting books to read, a deafening silence, with only an occasional sound of trees swaying in a little bit of breeze, completely engrossed in reading with no awareness of time or the world.
Imagine yourself with friends going for a walk in the evening through the narrow lanes of a tiny village towards the main market, sitting at a tapri which serves garam chai and savor every sip, and talk and talk and talk.
Imagine yourself walking down a beach in the darkness of the night, with your soulmate, not a word spoken, just the sound of the wind and the waves, bright stars in the sky and the dark looming swaying shadows of trees, the cold sand sinking under your feet, and the feeling that this walk, this journey shall never end...
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