SurajMukhi White Tshirt

When the sky weeps and shadows grow, The sunflower stands, its face aglow. Even when clouds hide the golden ray, It whispers, “The sun will find its way.”

Through storm and dusk, through night so deep, It holds the warmth it chose to keep. Not swayed by sorrow, nor lost in gloom, It waits in faith for light to bloom.

So must we rise, though darkness stays, Our hearts like petals, seeking days. For even in trials, hope will be, A silent sun within the sea.

Model Height is 6 Ft and he is wearing Size- L