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 4, 2016
It has been such a beautiful world. But the languages to express it seems to be too indirect. As such the world is no longer one but constitutes layers that could hardened the true reason of living and existence. Wallahualam. Hanya Allah Yang Maha Mengetahui. Allahuakbar.