Bismillah
A lot of us, were drawn to the book, and the wonders it brought us. (But of course, books of imagination tend to frustrate those without).
Finally got a weekend to watch the movie. And it was a lovely trip. It made me realised how I was taking things for granted. How I have forced myself to fit in, that I forgot how to be me. And how life is dull and uninteresting, only because I was too lazy to self actualise and recall who I was.
It is too early to say that I have found peace in my pieces of wrecked plans and runaway dreams, but I guess the goals now deserve a makeover, a neneknora-ish one.
Nah, belanja-ing a karaoke session. Cause I just found a way to clear my throat. Rrrrrrr
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1. Jannatul Firdaus.
2. Beneficial writer.
3. Awesome doctor.
4. A supportive life companion.
5. Shelter home contributor.
Because it is easier, when you begin with the end in mind.
Love,
Nora
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