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.
Saturday, July 6, 2013
just not there...
Despite the obvious of oneness that belie the secret of our existence, the spirit of 'we' is indeed not anywhere to be near in their works and in the words. Too obsessed with one's luck in the perceived roles, status, position, the presence of the elderly and the dead has been obviously ignored and discarded, thus sensing the presence of a gaping hole in the very reason of why they should be there in the first place. Kepada Allah kita memohon petunjuk, keampunan, taufik dan hidayah. Allahuakbar.
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