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.
Wednesday, March 16, 2016
not an empty hand...
It shall be filled. It would not be left empty. Not for long. The answer can be just round the corner. Wallahualam. Hanya Allah Yang Membuat Penentuan Kepada Segala-Galanya. Allahuakbar.