" And End of our life , Our bones become flowers "
- Rakshit Makvana
-Every human have a own story and this story give details about his soul.
- Be a like white colour which represent peace and Silence.
" Life is like population, Dailly grow and once collapse , Decided"
-Sometimes A tree love you because they need you to growth hiss branch for give you shadow.
- In the last end of our life , our soul become dark like darkness and All the memorise remember in just 1 sec.
- I dont need to be sucessfull i need to be powerful.
- Tree gives his last breath as give shedow to her wings and remove all the leafs by using her strength.
- Our last breath is last word for our heartest people.
and Night will gone and i will gone..