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.
Saturday, February 27, 2016
You might be distraught with what has happened. But there is always a winner in the name of dreams. Dreams last till you die. Sesungguhnya hanya Allah Yang Maha Mengetahui. Allahuakbar.