In my childhood, I used to think that only the people who were going to die had to do X-rays. But at that age, death was not thought-provoking to me; the only concern was if any close one got X-rays, I could have a chance to play with them. Now X-rays make me anxious because of knowing the reasons for them. These X-ray plates are from very close ones of mine, from- my father, grandmother, and friends. The reasons for doing these aren’t very pleasant memory now. I tried to express the emotion and motives of these lifeless X-rays by adding something very much natural things that would complement the reasons and character of those organs and tell us a story.