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.
Tuesday, September 15, 2015
my concern is real, but are they real?
At one point in one's life time we can never be real. We are not true to what we wish for, to what we want from, and to what why we need to. It is all being dumped in the word dream. We just love dreaming and hope there will be no day is not a dream. But life has it sign in being yellow and being green. We must be wary of sign that says stop and be ready. But it can also be a sign of green which says nothing is going to stop you from pursuing what you wish for. Hanya kepada Allah dipohon segala kebaikan. Allahuakbar.
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