Life is many days./
Life is nineteen years old.
Life is first love, first kiss.
Life is walk to unknown dimension.
Life is smoky.
Life is fight for impossible dream and death.
Life is fantasy.
Life is Mao Zedong or life is Richard Nixon.
Or life is Rabi Thakur..Or...
our life is a sort of confusion,jealousy and greed. No one is happy with their own life..yea there may be some people but in most of the case, we are not happy with our life. We always admire life of others. We think that ''wow, look at his life its so amazing'', but thre e thing...