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.
Saturday, November 14, 2009
Faces of life..
It is different from day to day. I am different. So are everybody. Considering the different landscape and terrain of life we live, each and everyone of us can never be the same person everyday. But they are persons who expect us to be the same person 24 hours a day. Can we? I have my landscape and terrain to overcome lest I would fall into an infinity of regrets, sobs, and sorrow. It is not your sobs, it is not your regret, and it is not your sorrow. It is all mine. So I have to write because it is part of my mental terrain that I have yet to know the secrets. That is life. That is one facet of life. There are other facets on the other side of the terrain. I want to be there. Would I? InsyaAllah.
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