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 15, 2017
The melting away of some vigor, excitement, and thrill has given me a new stand in relation to what is going on. Is it part and parcel of a process of progressive age? Wallahualam. Hanya Allah Yang Maha Mengetahui. Allahuakbar.