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, April 21, 2016
moving towards one...
The direction is clear. I am moving towards ONE. But the moment you set your mind on yesterday, seems still thinking about the many. It should be well left behind now. It is an absolute life. Moving forward. But the `relatively speaking' makes one day too many. Wallahualam. Allahuakbar.