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.
Tuesday, March 12, 2013
Do they care..?
It shall be answered when the time comes. Well, that question is well fitted with the old world of mine. In this new world of injustice, caring is the least word that shall be said and cared for. It can be a word of fake and phony. Just be direct and life shall be lifted to a new height and in fuller dimension of everything. Can we? Allahuakbar.
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