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 24, 2016
when you have only yourself....
Not the politics, nor the economy, just being myself. And I have to be a good manager and a good listener in order to see what turns around does not come around anymore. It should be a straight line thereon. Wallahualam. Allahuakbar.