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.
Sunday, January 9, 2011
Sunday love..
Need and wants are of primary importance to the living. Need love but without anything or anybody to love is rubbish. Need love and want someone or something to fulfill that loving feeling. Right? As a creation of Allah we need that..
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