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, January 25, 2013
The feel is strong...
So strong and i could not deny it a place in my decision-making process. It says i am a victim of my good heart. Despite the generosity, i am still being looked at having owing somebody something. Have i? The repetitive cycle Is with all the looks in almost everybody. What can i say. Allahuakbar.