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, April 15, 2011
the finishing line...
Where are you from? And where are you going? Questions asked. Questions answered. But a common theme surfaced. The portrayal can be fantastic. From the very old to the very young, from the biggest and richest country to the poorest and smallest, many are being influenced. But the reality is that we are are just human and similar in many ways, in anger and in fear, in smiles and in happiness. Allah is Great. We tend to play the wrong game. The poor plays one game, the rich and the famous play another game. And so are the big time politicians, the businessman and the industrialist, and the the so-called chosen group. Have you not been thinking of the finishing line that shall be the same for all regardless of who? Big and huge disasters have a weird taste. Allah is Great. It is all in the fairness and divine justice. It knows not the differences. It touches all. Unfortunately the phenomenal of varied existence has catches many off-guard till they reach the same finishing line...
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