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.
Thursday, March 10, 2016
okay when it is not okay...
How does it sounds to you if I were to say everything is okay? How does it sounds to you if I were to say I am okay? Are you okay? The word okay seems to carry a million mysteries. Wallahualam. Hanya Allah yang Maha Mengetahui. Allahuakbar.