It’s came, ruling and now it’s end of the day! 2006, how fast the year goes by! A year, 365 days, 52 weeks just passed, another year knocking the door, 2007 wants to get in! Welcome ‘next year’, my friends, Happy New Year!
And at the beginning of 2007, It is Eid-ul-Azha, the day we have to scarifies, the day let us remember do not fight only for ‘Get It!’. Do some good, scarifies, scarifies and scarifies…
EID MUBAROK! Happy Holiday!
The year, 2006, doesn’t goes well for me. Hope coming days will be good to live! Hope for all living human in this Earth. Wish your good luck!
At the End of this Year, 2006, I marked my past life with the excellent song of Tracy Chapman…
Here’s the lyrics:
No picnic no barbecue out in the back
A yard for parked cars left to rot and forget
For chained-up mad dogs for garbage to sit
Get lost get lost a part from itI can´t see through it
But I can see past
With me with me always
Without going backJust people and buildings
Not city or town
Great lake crooked river
Flat land water burns
The air not smoke
It tears the eye
Home is where you live
Home is where you´ll dieI can´t see through it
But I can see past
With me with me always
Without going backIn a glacial slide
Over ice mirrored glace
In a slip and past times
Are in the future brought back
Reflected reflected reflected
Every footstepNo walk in the park
No there i nowhere
No place can replace
What a clear eye reveals
Soft and hard shaped like a wheel
Made me of rubber made me of steelI can´t see through it
But I can see past
With me with me always
Without going back
Destrie
You’ve hit the ball out the park! Icnrdibele!
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