Flowers – The Real Martyrs. Before they wholly enjoy their blossoming and vibrant youth; they are killed to be beautifully arranged into various bouquets. The ones welcoming a newborn life into this earth, the well-wishing ones on different happy occasions like birthdays, valentines days and weddings and finally the farewell ones to bid good bye on the DEATH day. Yet until their last breath; without complaints or frowns they spread such lovely fragrance and make us smile. Humans ought to ape the flowers—Stop your complaints and enjoy and live your life with no regrets – At least your life is not snatched away by someone.
Thursday, June 18, 2015
Oh! The poor Flowers
Flowers – The Real Martyrs. Before they wholly enjoy their blossoming and vibrant youth; they are killed to be beautifully arranged into various bouquets. The ones welcoming a newborn life into this earth, the well-wishing ones on different happy occasions like birthdays, valentines days and weddings and finally the farewell ones to bid good bye on the DEATH day. Yet until their last breath; without complaints or frowns they spread such lovely fragrance and make us smile. Humans ought to ape the flowers—Stop your complaints and enjoy and live your life with no regrets – At least your life is not snatched away by someone.
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