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, January 23, 2015
just a story...
Sometimes I feel life is just a story from a story book. And I am just an actor in the story. Am I a good good guy or a bad guy? Neither. I am just a person too good to be true. I am a somewhat a prince charming in all events and situations. And in the final scene I have to opt out and only after I have brought rain to the village and the people. The story in me is very much a giving story `making sacrifices' despite having to face literally a 1000 an odd situations. For some ordinary people it would be heart breaking. Hanya Kepada Allah dipohon Kekuatan dan Perlindungan. Syukur Alhamdullilah. The sign in the parting of ways are everywhere. Do I have to say goodbye? Allah Yang Maha Penyayang. Allah Yang Maha Pengasih. Allahuakbar.
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