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i write habitually as a way to verbalize my far too complex thoughts which are always in a web of words, tightly woven in fabric of sentences that complicate life unnessarily.


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Saturday, September 13, 2008 9/13/2008 07:46:00 PM

the time shows 5 mins to iftaar and you got the table set, the food ready laid organized awaiting, just for the man in the radio to scream prayers. then a person came knocking at your door telling that he found your dad lying on the ground. 2 words u could only thing of at that very moment "YA ALLAH". Mom rushed to the hospital, i had to picked up my sister. Alhamdulliallah, dad's alright.

tu lah, kaki belum baik dah main basikal.