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 20th Dec 2022. 


Dear all, 


This is going to be a quite friendly reminder and somewhat indirect letter which means I tried as best as I could to not offend anyone with my words. For those who find me interesting, thank you. For those who are willing to be there when I need you, thank you. For those who accept me for who & what I am, thank you. I seriously have nothing in the world to compare with your kindness. All I could do is to pray and ask Allah to grant each of you His highest jannah and I promise you, I won't be selfish. You will have my back for the rest of your life. I'm not going to stop appreciating you in everything I do, I have achieved, for those are the things that makes difficulty feels lots better. 


I am legit nobody. I humbly know how pathetic the level of knowledge I'm currently at and I don't ask anyone to praise me the way I don't deserve. If you don't like me, feel free to feel so. Don't feel burdened just because others seem to path their ways into this black heart of mine. You will not enjoy if you are not willing to be lost. You will be angry because nothing shows the direction and the dark corners will only make you feel uncomfortable and worried. The heart is too big I must tell. It is made for the people who crave for adventurous journey, for them who thirst for wonders and secrets. The treasures are buried deep for those who seek and never it is a dismay. 


You have never been walking the journey all along, you charted your own map underestimating where the road is branching out to. How would you call it a life if your way in is as the same as your way out?

Raihana, 20. 

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I think the reckless Raihana is back. She worries everyone and excites everyone at the same time. She either can be enough or more than enough. When they couldn't bear, they will seek help from the parents, asking tips about the journey barangkali?

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