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, March 31, 2015
heaven...
Heaven as it is, open and unblocked by anything. Just a fresh air to breathe. Do I need anything in substitute of what I can openly say and see on anything? Even I can walk on anything. And do I have to bent myself for a small thing like a hand phone? I am not going to be cowed by thoughts that could saddened my life by just saying something on the phone. The place is here in the open - and that is heaven. Wallahualam. Allahuakbar.
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