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.
Thursday, June 1, 2017
intrusions..
The
intrusions are somewhat blatant, bastard, and bloody, so to describe in
silence, my silence, my kind of silence. A sheer rude behavior invading a
privacy of another that one should be guarded from and being a
protector. Today's world of varied means and devices seem to disregard
one's cherished privacy of honor and integrity. The rude `intrusions'
seems to spell discrimination and unjustified equality. A sheer
knowledge of a crooked kind one seems to be the order of the day. Just
like a crocodile ripping a victim in pieces given a cruel circumstances
in being near the river bank. Kepada Allah di pohon Taufik, Hidayah,
Kekuatan. Hanya Allah Yang Maha Mengetahui. Allahuakbar.
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