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, March 12, 2011
Roam the ocean...
Such a big and gigantic thought..roam the oceans and land on the American soil for the first time in the month of August 1980. Just because I reach USA by an airplane, to the Vikings, it might not be a feat at all. But considering who I am in terms of my naive background, what more the negative thoughts on my ability, the landing of the plane at Chicago O'Hare Airport on a chilly day, is the beginning of an image that cannot be easily be wiped out and it shall be there for good. Allah Yang Maha Besar Yang telah Mengatur Segala Perjalanan Ciptaan Nya..
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