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.
Saturday, June 15, 2013
when perfection is the target..
When perfection is the target, life can be haywire. Why not let today be just today. and tomorrow takes its own course? With all those `accumulations' to date, have I had enough? Have I had all things of everything? Despit the little little of everything, but what tops it up? Allah is Great. Allahuakbar.
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