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.
Thursday, May 28, 2015
a person I am..
Appears boastful? Just bursting with anger and a kind of a regret of what has happened. A laugh, a giggle, and again a burst of anger. Am I angry? Yes it appears to be. But I am not in that kind of situation for long. Back to my cocoon where i took a rest and back deep into my creativity trying to make a sense of what has happened. And thus this writing. Maha suci Allah dari disyirikkan. Allahuakbar.
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