And then I saw myself dying... with all the emotions and chaos left behind, with me I carried my peace!

Fire in her eyes, mogre in her hair,
The palla on her shoulder, the confidence in her point.
She is bold, she is beautiful
She is what it is being woman.

Be the light...

Locked in here, waiting for a goodbye...

I tried to stop him while they watched...

खालीपन।

He stood there watching himself die everyday...