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, November 10, 2011
in dearest terms...
Seldom do I get an appropriate attention that is dearest in actions and dearest in words. It does not matter which. I am somewhat receptive and touched to both. The slightest act of kindness can make me think of someone. It can be a lasting memory. But surprisingly, opposite to the dearest terms are the harshest of words if I could recall any bad or a slightest hurt that has been showering on me and somewhat undeservedly. I should be given a proper love and kindness but what has happened are a true jolt to humane and humanity. Allah, the Most Gracious and Merciful, Knows All. I beg forgiveness. Saya memohon keampunan. Allahuakbar.
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