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, December 2, 2011
Choose to live...
It is not my choice, so is not your choice, but one thing for sure you are chose to live. We are chose to see the day and the night. And we can't escape death. Has death been our choice? And I am what I have been chosen for. I must do what I have been chosen for. Have I? Still the hesitancy. Ya Allah Hamba Mu Di cipta untuk Menyembah Mu Ya Allah dan melakukan apa yang di suruh ole Mu Ya Allah. Berilah hamba Mu ini Kekuatan untuk melakukannya. Allahuakbar.
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