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.
Thursday, January 23, 2014
a day is almost over..
Would tomorrow still be with me? It is no burden now of me to think of all the days, here, now, the future, and the hereafter. What I have is only today. And I don't have tomorrow until the actual tomorrow really comes. What makes the difference between individuals is in how they feel about today. Some just don't give a glance at others while passing each other. Do they think tomorrow is theirs? Wallahualam. Allahuakbar.
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