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.
Wednesday, October 28, 2015
There shall be today. And there shall be tomorrow. In the short term, today is not far away from tomorrow. But look at yesterday. Also comprised of today and tomorrow. What can you make up from those `todays' and `tomorrows'? What a life! Allahuakbar.