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, July 24, 2011
we don't own them..
We don't own the time. We don't own the place. We don't own the people and the individuals. For a short while everybody seems happy and hope the time would last forever. But soon everything is a memory. A very sweet memory indeed. And so were my visits and other family members to Kapit and Sibu Sarawak from 16 July to 20 July..beginning with the first breadth before embarking on a journey visiting relatives who have long been a Sarawakian citizens after migrating to kapit before the second world war due to a little misunderstanding then. It was such a memorable journey. Dengan Kuasa Allah, maka bertandang juga kami ke Kapit Sarawak yang hanya dapat ditembusi melalui sungai Batang Rajang..Syukur.
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