Rustic Freedom!

Sometimes the end happily looks good.  

The celebration for a brand new year has already begun. 

The sky is clear and hearts warmer. 

There is a melody in the air, 

sweet fragrances of newly born flowers is making the ambiance quite friendly. 

The rustic aroma of my hometown is convincing me to hum. 

I have no words left to appreciate this gratifying dawn. 

Away from the maddening crowd, here I am in this radiant place.

The materialism is left far behind. 

This is what I call bliss. 

The beginning is nearby. 

Let’s celebrate now!