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 4, 2017
we just executes..
The rest would be given back to Allah. That is why never a moment we feel what is ours is ours. We just come to this world to execute what should be executed. And that is the thrill we get from it. So little, so fast, and soon it would be just a memory. Wallahualam. Allahuakbar.