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, March 31, 2011
Sense of hierarchy...
It is a normal sense. But each and everyone of us has his or her own sense of importance on something. Just watch how you handle a situation involves others, who stand out and who stands `in'. Who are respected and who are not. Allah has created a natural sense of hierarch that cuts across everybody alive. The old is respected what more a father and a mother. Of late hierarchy in brothers and sisters tends to be in disarray. I don't really know whether it has cultural link or a social link or just a divine process build up by Allah so that everybody should observed and avoid disunity. Anyway I am still learning.
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