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 29, 2017
glide through time...
Life is time based. We are just gliding through. And surprisingly we can glide back to where we were before. But not for long. It is just touch and go, quick and fast. Swipe through once and cannot swipe back till a new episode is about to begin. Swipe through at a price. But it could be a sweet journey and a happy destination for now till we have to glide through another event in another time. Allahuakbar.
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