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.
Sunday, March 15, 2015
an open world..an open wound...
Everybody seems to have an open wound which can bring them to nowhere if they so chosen. I have mine. And carrying another person's wound is just a drag. It makes me feel the world so small confining to problems that should not be mine. It is theirs. Sesungguhnya Allah Maha Berkuasa Ke atas Segala-Galanya. Allahuakbar.
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