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.
Monday, December 21, 2015
sense of direction...
Wonder why? Wonder what? Wonder where? I wait for no one. And nobody waits for me. So what's the hurry? It is just a sense. Allah creates a sense in us so that we all are with directions. So that we would be somewhere. And so what is next? Surely everybody has one. Who doesn't? Sesungguhnya Maha Suci Allah dari disyirikkan. Allahuakbar.
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