The last sad writing on the deathbed of famous fashion blogger Crista Rodriguez
Lahore – There are many instructive stories scattered around us, knowing or reading them, we must go for a few moments, but after a few moments, we see the colors of the world and our dreams. There are so many lost in the world that all these instructive and instructive writings and pictures start to fade from us.
Let us give you today an instructive essay that will make your hair stand on end once you read it and you will surely be drawn to the instability of the world and the principle of mortality of man. On September 9, 2018, Dominican Republic fashion blogger and author Krisda Rodriguez, who died of cancer at the age of 40, is still an instructive piece of writing for many today.
Dominican Republic’s Crista Rodriguez wrote in her latest post: “Right now I have the world’s most expensive car parked in my garage, but I am forced to travel in a wheelchair, in my house of all kinds and in the world. There are famous brand clothes and shoes but I am wrapped in a line provided by the hospital, today I have a lot of wealth in my bank account but that wealth is of no use to me because it cannot give me life. Nor health, my house is like a palace but I am lying in this hospital bed, I can use all my wealth to move from one five star hotel to another five-star hotel, but now I just move from one lab to another in a wheelchair, I can fly anywhere I want on a private jet but now I need the help of two people to get to the hospital porch, to decorate my hair I had seven beauticians for today I don’t have a hair on my head today, I have so much wealth that I can eat delicious food from all over the world but now my diet Just two pills and a few drops of saltwater at night, today this house, this car, this jet, this furniture, so many bank accounts, so much honor and fame, nothing is of any use to me, none of them give me anything. Not even a moment of relief can bring relief to my life