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, June 25, 2014
the seriousness of life...
It is the death that makes life meaningful. Without death life is just life without anything to look forward to. But of course life is heavy when it ought to be felt as heavy. Right now I am just experiencing a light moment despite my age and my commitment as if I am just being born to this world. Allah is Great that creates Nothing and Something. Wallahualam. Allahuakbar.