One day, when I was coming back from school I saw a crowd by the jungle near to my house. I couldn’t understand why people were running towards the crowd. What was happening there? I was curious to find out the reason. So, I went there and what I saw on that moment that it cannot be described.
I saw a Death of Life. A life who struggled a lot to live but his failure, frustration, and anxiety defeated him. He couldn’t stand up against it, he couldn’t think twice.
That memory was unforgettable and tragic. After that I wanted to make a sketch of what I’ve seen that day. And finally, I ended up with this sketch of mine. Death of Life
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