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, February 8, 2016
instantaneously instant....
Instantaneously instant....a dim light from the past of the first `world'. And now in a world of just on my own. Nothing intelligence but just mere pride with worldly possession. Subhanallah. Allahuakbar.
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