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, December 11, 2013
making sense of what my life is all about..
It also means trying to make sense of what has happened to me. The moment it happens it is so difficult to have a grasp what and why it takes place. But I have come this far. Yes, you might not like it. Or you might feel you are flying to another planet, it does not matter, just say it. And saying it all, and having it all linked together, you would slowly come to your sense - a consciousness of a kind. Allahuakbar.
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