The life of someone is never contemporary, but it gets worse because we consider a person to be a god in our life, in reality, he turns out to be a demon ,And why do we need someone else to shape our lives, if we ourselves deserve it?
This is not just a story but a truth about life, that too about life that we want to forget but memories of its past ,always ask who you are, what is your identity, why are you?
I also know that no matter how far we move from our past ,But she still does not leave us, she stays with us, that too like our breath but to be honest, it is not our breath, it is death for us, which we neither see nor understand ,Every single line of this story has been taken from a personal life and a truth .