there are days in a week when i question my existence.
‏Why am i still here? ‏Why i still have the breath that i am breathing? ‏Why Someone out there gives me a lot of chances to live? ‏A couple of questions in my mind like these just because even i ‎... ‏can't understand the privileges i am still receiving.

‏After a long time, ‏i woke up again asking ‎"what's the reason for waking me up today, ‏Lord?". ‏It's been years when i stopped asking this question but today, ‏i don't know why it popped up again. ‏Actually, ‏i got the answer from a still...