Peace be upon you shohana beautiful are the flowers and how much they resemble us!
Isn't a flower born in the shade hurts to bloom and dies smiling? that's how we are: we capture the beautiful moments despite the thorns of people like that salesman who forgot that beauty is given not sold .
i also participated in the competition and i told you about ‘the stands of time’: what the stadium was like before the goal silence like leaves in autumn after the goal it was like your garden colours singing and hearts fluttering like butterflies!
your photos taught me something: maybe life is sweeter if we turn it upside down we start from the end to understand the beginning (good luck shohana despite the slow internet your beauty has arrived! 😄🌼)