I would like you lost

I would like you lost""No one summer afternoon, fifteen twenty men die, I sat in front of the ravines.A friend of mine in front of many of these people had drowned in the river. Now, the previous day that Abir hasyojbala to us was a living man, he suddenly became the body.Hours from my home country the way around. Almost every week, go home. One day I heard the uncle died last paurasu Majnu ,, last week that his atote I was in the market today are dead bodies lying in the grave.

One day my father said, a member of Grant's uncle died in the house. I could not believe it. I really do not have anywhere to come home next week Alamgir. Just a few months ago to marry his wife, became a widow. A disabled boy in the house next door, but it was very stupid with disabilities ,, ,, was used to staying all day at the palace, and the palace. Suddenly he was dead, drowned in a pond ..Akram message one morning and told my brother died, former chairman Lokman. Hey, this guy ,,, I got aback there were a lot of power. No one can kill him ??Suddenly she heard a scream cacidera khelatechilama Yours ,, I ran home and I hear there is no dadajana, was dead.

Pubaparara remember Jahangir's father, Alamgir said, "You know when you go away." The street was dead. It takes him still alive. I'll see him when you are at home.I know people die each day people are going to be lost. Where is he going? What is their fate? I do not know anyone .. ,, Just know they do not come back no more, no-one ever came back ..I'll be dead soon. There's nothing worse than death or severe hearing.Eyes closed, I think, at the moment I am the world's most vulnerable people. I'm going to die. I have a lot of pain. Like last time, but I'm trying hard to breathe .. My life is going to be covering. In the space of a few hours, I'll go to the grave ..Wait ..

Please, please you trust. You're going to die one day. So your friends, relatives, despite all of you will be helpless. If you cry, the last to feel the pain. Recalling the tragic death of the people around you. The tragic death of your faith.Mrtyusayyagata measured by the breath of the human spirit to go on is how much ,,,,,,