Rain drop keeps falling on my head. It falls everyday telling me to write something or whatever I can write about. Well, I have decided to see the world in a more old-fashioned way and touch on our common, humble, unique, and heroic sensitivities that define the sorrow and happiness of our existence.
Thursday, July 30, 2009
In sickness you would get closer to yourself..
Why not? You have nobody around. You don't share. And you don't have a daily timetable. You are just your humble self hoping and praying you will be back to your normal self. When one is sick, life has become insignificant in many ways. In other words you don't dream anymore. Just accepting the routine of a sick person. There is a theory about getting sick. It is the theory of adaptation. Under a circumstances one would fall sick in accordance to the law of ups and downs. One has to fall sick. Demotivated. Well after a while he is well again he is back to business. Fully motivated. So life is never seen as a continuity. It would stop one day. Allah is Great.
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