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, November 4, 2015
Looking up and smile..
The foundation is well hung from the sky, up deeper, stronger into the infinity of the universe...but how come we are not firmly rooted and soon perished from the earth? Wallahualam. Allahuakbar.