Monday, May 11, 2009
If i were to vent everything out through this space, i wouldn't even know where to start. If it doesnt go out the lips, nor the eyes, nor the fingers where could it possibly end up? In endodontics there's a condition we call internal root resorption. The cause? Inflammation.
All in all, He knows everything. Only this ayah I could think of and it's sufficient - iyya kana'budu wa iyya kanasta'in. Shouldnt be writing that in abc i know; verily You alone we worship, and from You alone we ask for help. Hidup jika mengharap manusia, pasti kecewa.
If things dont go out, it goes in. Ive seen these happened in front of my eyes. Him, from one confident full of energy man ready to take on the world, to being a chicken in the corner, with inexistent confidence.
Sometimes you think it's one of those days, but one of those days have become part of everyday? Sometimes you think what is wrong with myself and what's going on in my life? Iyya kana' budu wa iyya kanasta'in.
Sometimes you talk to people, but these people just want to know how many teeth have you treated today, and some other just want to know whether you have had your lunch, and some other just interested in how much dawah you have done, and some other just want to know if you're going to be back on time to cook dinner. In the end, who wants to know about you? Iyya kana' budu wa iyya kanasta'in. I really should be writing up Kakak R
