One more year has passed since the chapter of life. To Mahakala this time may be nothing but to me precious, absolute gain. I have seen death from a very close place, I know how cruel death is. Many people indulge in death without knowing it. They do not know how terrible death is. Those who want to choose the easy way of suicide to get rid of the sorrows, hardships, struggles, frustrations of life, they also want to live but with the desire to live, they are forced to embrace death in the end. He has to leave at the moment when the call comes. Many end before they understand, many realize the pain of death. One more year I have to be the companion of light-air, rain-rain, human happiness and sorrow, Alhamdulillah. It seems to wake up in the morning ah! What a beautiful morning, what a clear morning! Every day is a little bit of time from life. I do not know where my end! The golden light of this morning, the radiant sunrise, is only for me. The chirping of this bird, the frosty wind, greeted me as if it had come straight from heaven. How much more! Everyone's life will be the same, there is no such thing that everyone wants to be the same. Accounting people build a mountain of money, they want to buy people's respect with a pair of money by showing fear. Money is their only happiness, their only desire, their only god. Why should my life be like that? Each person has different strengths, different needs, different consciences, different tastes. I want to live in every moment, I want to feel, I want to hold every moment. I think money is not wealth, this feeling will be my companion, my path. Reading! An expensive sari or diamond ornament ten years ago is worthless today, just a memory left behind. But the memory of Bella one evening 20 years ago is still fresh, glowing in memory. Whether it is his own life or not, whether it is the village of Char Pakshimari on the banks of the river Brahmaputra, Europe, America or Mars! In the beginning of creation, people would have been happy to wear banana leaves on their bodies. Kohinoor diamonds are nothing but a piece of carbon. However !!!

In my childhood Barbie dolls, computer games were not. Banna game is cooked with small flower pots and flower leaves. I grew up in our flower garden with colorful flowers, assorted birds, and colorful butterflies. Maybe that's why they still draw me, nature is more valuable than the material world. As a teenager, I followed and imitated my three older brothers by climbing trees, cycling, and swimming. Playing dangs and packs of cigarettes with boy friends in equal measure. In imitation of the brothers, he invisibly pulled the burnt part of his father's cigarette and slapped his mother's hand. I wanted to wear pants and shirts like my brothers. I want to do whatever the brothers used to do. The desire to do this has finally brought me to this position. I am grateful to the brothers for their loving care. I am grateful to my parents, firstly, for my birth, and secondly, for raising me as a daughter of nature. Grateful to the Creator for sending me to such a beautiful, ordinary, bee-covered bee. So I owe a lot to everyone. Pray to the Creator to grant me the grace to repay the debt. Loans of love, loans of love, loans of affection.