the movement of the hand is everything...

It reflects loneliness. It reflects anything that can be good, can be be bad, can be evil. The secret in a waving of hand is varied and many. And yesterday I even could not lift my hand. I have a bad fall. A severe effect on my nerve. And my right hand can't move. Ya Allah hanya kepada Mu saya berserah, memohon Pertolongan dan Perlindungan.. Dan tangan kanan saya kembali bergerak. Penuh Kesyukuran. Allahukbar.