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, May 23, 2014
And I am what I am. With Allah's touch I could be in touch with the realities of the time. Wallahualam. Allahuakbar.