The forlorn nations of the world are the craftsmen of the development of current science technology.Today, the identity of the inferiority of the jejune brain is more akin to the beauty of the subconscious than it is today.now ,the corse has become a child of our own, yet the nude drawing is on display.On the way back, some of the abandoned days of the day follow;If repetition does not escape in the face of being absorbed, then the remedy becomes an immovable. amiss, the void of civilization is such a fading chapter of life, so we are only concerned about the rare generation whose cover burns the wise existent. However, when the inflammation is over, the decay of nature begins. So leave a grave for my corpse

© Ujjwal Roy Chowdhury