I was little and didn’t understand much how the world spins.
“Is that Buku thing still running?”
What’s today? 4th of November.
How dare you
When in doubt, rendezvous with yourself.
World is a wrecked train every day. Beautiful world only belongs to those who choose to open their eyes and arms wide enough to learn how to accept it, to love more. I’m learning to be one of them.
Even a free bird like me can’t avoid the excitement of being stranded, or anything that detaches myself from things I’ve known too well.
It’s been an exquisite boat ride so far, which led me to a few interesting discoveries I would start calling as my guru.