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.
Friday, November 13, 2015
broad behavioral pattern..
It has become my stories, not theirs. All along I give more than what I received. Despite that, I am the victim Wallahualam. Allah Yang Maha Mengetahui. Allahuakbar.