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, June 18, 2016
Be vary of shadows that tend to divert things away. With that in mind, for the first time I have real felt of my role as an elderly. Thankful to Allah the Great for the Guidance. Allahuakbar.