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.
We are far from being successful and far from being perfect. If today has been the measurement, nobody and nothing is truly under control. If it does then why do we still in need of today and wanting to see tomorrow? Wallahualam. Hanya Allah Yang Maha Sempurna. Allahuakbar.