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, February 6, 2015
history repeats itself...?
Years and long time ago, I have been asking myself would something good be happening to me? And it turns out to be really good. And now that same questions pop up. Surely there must be something good would happen to me. Why I am asking that? Why not? Despite the differences in scenario then and now, but the substance for the confidence is the same. Thus would history repeats itself? Just wait. Wallahualam. Allahuakbar.
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