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, October 21, 2014
Nothing wrong in asking...
I ask everyday. I ask on all sorts of things. I ask about something when I was small. I ask on something when I am old. I ask. I ask about why I am what I am. I ask this. I ask that. Sesungguh the answers are in the Greatness of Allah the Al-mighty. Why? Because as of now, this minute I am still asking. Allahuakbar.
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