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.
Friday, March 11, 2011
rise from the dead...
Dead silence..suddenly there is life everywhere. It gives rise to a weird situation of being in a situation one in a million years. Faces to see, and words to hear. Surprisingly a queer things happen. Nobody hears and listens anymore.Rise from the dead. Cheaters everywhere. A fake look and a fake smile. Ya Allah. Have I been a victim to the flesh and bones? Hanya kepada Mu Ya Allah Hamba bermohon akan segala bentuk keampunan walaupun diluar krangka kemampuan akal hamba mu ini memikirkannya. Ya Allah Kepada Mu hamba berserah.
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