Ten days have  passed,

but still bleeding and bleeding…..

Parents crying have no ideas; they says , “cursed.”

I am laughing….but,

It’s not a joy.

I am laughing at my mistake .

Everyone’s heart  has been  exasperated .

A prayer , a prayer, a prayer……

 I call my  lord ,please save me.

It has been caused

because  something  has  been lost.

But, this pain is more awful than that loss .

It was enforcing me to be drowned into  a false.

A false !

I have got everything  and it’s reflecting before my eyes .

The most impressive  I see now  is the parental  love .

Now, I have  come to know , the paramount  motive  should be (in my life) to repay this love.

It can reduce the toxin from my body .

It  can be haematic  to stop my face becoming  bloody.

Oh! God,  please save me…..

I will never do the same  again ( as  this is the cause of bleeding)

I will devote myself  to the service  of good  ceremony

and  I don’t want to hear again such painful melody.

It’s cursed……..