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.
Tuesday, February 2, 2016
when life is life...
It seems
life is for all. But looking it over, and thinking it over, it seems
life can be seen as strictly individual. In pain, nobody seems to be
there except few family members. But it can be the opposite when
laughter would attract everybody even they are not family members. Hanya
kepada Allah kita memohon keakraban dan silaturrahim sesama kita.
Wallahualam. Allahuakbar.
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