Now where do i start...where did it all started really?
Picture this. I have been walking....trying to find a way out. I walked and walked.
The legs getting really bad cramps and when I was about to give up, I saw a back street.
There was a glimpse of light at the end of this street...Is it this street oh Allah? I really wanna go home please...I don't want to be lost again. The light was getting brighter and brighter. This is it, or so I thought. I started walking, making my way into the street. With every step I took, I never felt so right. Slowly, when I'm so near to home, the light started to dim. And now I'm praying....Allah, please don't take away the light..when i'm so near....I've walked so far, please.... hear my cries ;(