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, August 14, 2014
Unconsciously, they never allow me to discover myself. Am I to be
blamed? Life is trying an error. And along the way is your self lying
seeking for help. And today I found that help. Allahuakbar.