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.
Monday, June 20, 2016
Mysteries and mystiques...
Nothing mysteries or mystiques, it is just about a day that is ordinarily created for human that hung strongly for humane life. Wallahualam. Allah Yang Maha Mengetahui. Allahuakbar.