She kept smoking
Friend: don't,its harmful.
She: "when nothing is left to harm what to fear for?"
Friend: I'm still with you
She sat beside his coffin
Kept caressing the mud on it furnishing a gentle kiss on her love
Sitting in graveyard in dark amongst dead is far better to suffer in the fake world every second of my life...she kept dealing with such thoughts when suddenly the sun gave its ray on her face...
"Another day to fight for that stomach "
she has to go back to that world of patriarchy to live for the night beside her love to talk.......