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, November 11, 2014
anybody home..?
It sounds so frightening. It sounds so joyful. It sounds strange. It sounds mysterious. It sounds lonely. At any one time of your life and my life, often times we are being given a wake up call of who we really are. Today we are with our brothers and sisters. Today we are with our mother and father. Today we really feel the sensation of ever-lasting `home sweet home'. But things might be different as we sail into an old age.Anybody home? It sounds so different. But that is life. Allahuakbar.
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