Her gaze traveled across the western sky that was dotted with clouds and was held by the wintry looking sun, so pure, so lovely, and so impossible to touch. Sheila felt that that was how her love was - Out of reach, unquestionably warm, and as certain as the celestial ball.

There are many ways to love, but mutually is the luckiest.

Pray, which day is not a women's day!?!

Love, one way or the other, in whatever form, matters every moment in life.

When you love your work, it works better.