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.
Monday, May 18, 2015
When a face does not tell anything..
But you know your face does. Why? This is because your face has its root in your heart. As for others, their faces are their faces. It connects with their heart, but can you feel it, can you touch it? Walaupun kita bukan dia, hanya dengan ilmu kita dapat merasainya. Wallahualam. Semoga segala gerak anggota yang bergerak adalah merupakan gerak ilmu yang datangnya dari MU, ya Allah. Berikanlah hamba MU ii Taufik dan Hidayah. Allahuakabrb.
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