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, April 19, 2012
blessing..
The role of parents are somewhat elusive in the sense that they are the one who put things together and the seemingly inactive life to an active one. We are initially shaped by them both in the sphere of physical and mental. Their presence in total is not truly felt until they are both gone. I still have my mother. In another words I am still my mother's son. Berpijaknya kita di bumi kerana mereka. Elemen kekuatan dalam diri juga disebabkan oleh pengaruh dari mereka. Allah Yang Maha Berkuasa telah memberi kekuasaan juga kepada emak bapa dalam mengenal hubungan kita dengan Allah. Berbuat baiklah dengan ibu bapa selagi mereka masih ada. Allahuakbar.
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