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.
Tuesday, September 27, 2011
itu kata kata yang tepat..
Saya telah pergi ke bandar tersebut. Pemergian saya rupa rupanya `cost me my soul and my money'. Too costly. Secara fizikal saya sudah kembali. Tetapi secara mental, saya telah dikuasai oleh sesuatu yang menghalang saya dari pulang. I am under some kind of a spell. Tadi saya telah mengeluarkan kata kata keramat dan merupakan penawar kepada penguasaan sesuatu itu terhadap diri saya. To the last minute, that is today, I am asked to do things against my will. My refusal and my strong will power, and my prayer to the Almighty Allah, breaks it all. At last I am back home leaving that place for good. And now I am free and I am talking..
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