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.
Wednesday, May 10, 2017
a savior?
Do they bother on who you are? Am I sick or they? They have only themselves to think about to the last dollar and the cents, so to speak. And today a facet of you has been dug and has been brought out from the depth of `seas, oceans, forests, and volcanoes'. And it is a weakness that have haunt you for so long. It is a stage that can be so frightening. `You know it but you can't do anything'. To a point you seem to be dictated. Even the manner you weigh seems intelligent and experienced. But still at the end you are being made the victim like being robbed in the daylight. Has that being me all this while? Wallahualam. Hanya kepada Allah dipohon Pertolongan, Perlindungan, Kekuatan. Allahuakbar.
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