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.
Wednesday, April 1, 2015
am I the same man I was born to..?
Sounds funny. Sounds not right. But question has been asked. What would be the answer? Am I the same man I was born to? Yes and no. Putting the pieces together - I am the man I was born to. Make no mistake, in isolation, I might not feel one. Allah is Great. There must be a reason as to why I was born to the world. Wallahualam. Allah the All-Powerful, Allahuakbar.
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