Wednesday, November 9, 2011

meddling in the middle of hurdles

growing up is sure tough.

i want to go back to the old times.

where people normally asks only these cliche questions.

"what is your name?" "what's your father's name?" "whose daughter are you?" "how old are you?"

i am feeling absurd right now.

how i wish to polish up many things.

and how to undone even more things.

i have to face it.

i can't turn back time.

no one can.

*or maybe there is. with Allah's will. nothing is impossible.

give me strength.

Allah.

ya Allah.

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