Now after all the mocking realities of this astonishing world from whr i stands..wht must b my slogan?standing up on my own ashes..the ashes of my sacrifices..the love ,care i spread-ed..with out the permission of nature..in d hands of a vulture ?a half cold hearted truth..a moment..a phrase..some words..and the memories..never ending lamentations..a wish standed for a vegetable relation.....now  im standing in d midst of unwanted pathetic stage of this drama..who is the maker of this story..still i wonder!!!