Sweet life

In addition, one person in the jungle. Suddenly he saw a lion stalking him. He began to run pranvoye. To a certain extent without a water wells. He closed his eyes jump. Read he holds a hanging rope dekheta khap. And the situation remained hanging. Well looked on at the mouth of the lion is standing waiting to eat him. Huge snake looked below her waiting there than down. More danger as danger mouse, a black and white saw his rope is trying to bite off.

But that situation was not understand what to do when he suddenly in front of a tree adjacent to the Beehive as well. Did he think it drowned the Beehive honey finger licking. The honey sweetness so much that he muhurterjanya the garjnarat lions, snakes, and be walking down rope forgot the rat splinter. So are his danger.

This lion is our death, that take us away. The Snake is buried. What's waiting for us. Rope is our life, which is the survival shelter. White mice are mice, and black is the night, for those who constantly reduce our life slowly with age to death. And the mauchakhal world. With a little sugar test to see if the chaturmukhi is going to forget about the catastrophe. So we have to be aware.