myself beneath my skin. I love myself being what I am. I accept myself, I care myself for whatever I am today , as a whole human. After all those sufferings I overcome.
I shall reach, after a year and a war.... Hope, butterfly will still look beautiful in the bushes near or far... I wanna meet you there, after a year and a war.... you're asking when does the war end ? I can tell you surely, when we'll meet again.
March '22 has already marched an hour back. It brings back colour in the nature. It's so life generation!! Flower blooms....Leaves grow..... Fade green becomes lush green. Spring finally arrives. I want to hold it through all the year round. If 'spring' could stay in our lives forever !! . Welcome March, you're the real queen.