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, March 5, 2016
a big loss...
A big loss in terms of heart mind soul, so to speak. It subtracts one thing and add most things that was once being thought of as persons of blood ties, but now feeling odd and unfamiliar. And I am alone now. Wallahualam. Allahuakbar.