Comments about sania bashir
The day i was six, met a mishap unknown,
with a drizzling passage of pattern to be known!
a car which have a family of five.....
me, my parents and the two the sisters on side
Everything have changed within in a blink of an eye,
the hustle-bustle of the family of five
A disastorous accident we met within a while
and so were the seats above, the wheels seems to be very high...
The car with rolling-falling of two three jerks,
A small hand down the whole car, with the other harsh wound on the head apart!