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.
Tuesday, April 25, 2017
thoughts that lean..
Watch out for the leaning thoughts. Much of it would spell disaster. Watch out for for the fallen thoughts. Worth looking at it again. It might be of help when you might be in despair and desperate for some thing of true use. Whatever, Allahuakbar.