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, March 27, 2015
only myself in the mirror...
I have only myself to see in the mirror. Do they see me too? Surely not. What more I am an old man..But do they think as an old man have I forgetting the past? Have I? Depite being a man in the mirror for so long, I have never seen any other person sharing and looking in the mirror together. Wallahualam. Allah Yang Maha Pengasih. Allah Yang Mah Penyayang. Allahuakbar.
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