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, April 30, 2016
presentation...
Everybody, one way or another has something to present to the world. If he has three wives, I am sure he feels himself a hero so to speak. And that has to be presented. Wonder on what I do have worth presenting. I have been perceived as a quiet guy. No matter how loud I seem to present myself, the response is none other what they have been perceiving of me before. Wallahualam. Allahuakbar.
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