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, May 20, 2014
being set for me?
I have thoughts. Great wonder how it gets there. Small wonder I am just as ordinary as I feel about myself. Really? But why it is just there when I ask for something? Is it out of my wish? Upper thoughts and lower thoughts. But out of nowhere my wish has been granted. It comes as true on almost everything since small right through to my old age. I am trying to relate it with Allah the Great. Kind of an unseen hand that solve the problem for me. It is an undeniably fact. Imaginary? But why it happens most of the time. Allah is Great. Allahuakbar.
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