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.
Saturday, September 26, 2015
the hidden strength...
You have open the flood gates that stored a well hid strength that have been elusive and delusive. Have I been given the opportunity to capture it? You will be seeing a future well set on background of odds and surprises. Wallahualam. Hanya Allah Yang Mahah Mengetahui. Allahuakbar.