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salam
bismilahirahmanirahim

when i came here, i left thousand things behind. Family, friends. i wasn't running away. i thought things will never change. i pictured everyone is still the same and i expect everything will be on a static mode.

i was wrong.

Sisters grew up fast, mom and dad, getting old, friends flew around the globe. Things ain't the same anymore. We talked, but not the way we used to talk. it felt so different. it's a periodic update, not on a seconds basis where i could catch a glimpse of you cracking jokes. i hate skype, messenger and all those electronic medium.

i wasn't running away, but it feels that way.