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.
Monday, May 8, 2017
little little things..
Not that big grand things, but those little things could change one's life. I for one does not really think big when I was small. But I move on till I can write both big and small things. Not to mention my experiences it can be seen in a similar breadth. Allahuakbar.