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.
Wednesday, April 4, 2012
seadanya...
All are in secrets. A perfect gap, a perfect margin of no error. Precise and perfect. Se ada nya. That is what we are, all are within. It seems real. Real to me but not to others. They too are holding back secrets. To them it is very real. But what about from the point of view of others? And today the perfect wall of other are being shattered to pieces. And this writing is perfectly within the four walls of no entry. Sesungguhnya tidak ada orang tahu jika tidak diberi tahu. Hanya Allah sahaja yang Mengetahui Segala-galanya. Allahuakbar.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment