My Story

There are no characters in my story..... 

These pages are not useless like this...

Only dates are hanging on that nail.

There are no festivals in the calendars of the poor, 

Buildings are built everyday, everyday, 

There are no Sundays in workers' offices.

If he just bows his eyes, then take his life... 

There is no necessary weapon to kill.

Whatever is in the heart, 

They keep it on the tongue.

Kids are not as smart as us..

Those who hide their crimes from time immemorial.. 

Why don't they get arrested in mirrors.

If he says with his eyes, 

Then there is no denying the lips in love.

There are no fixed markets for offices, 

Hospitals, roads, political stalwarts.

Chocolate Churan Oil Soap. 

Newspapers are no longer newspapers.