Alone, I walk slowly to my room from the academic block. I noticed, how weak I am. A small person that is nothing to Him. I am no perfect compare to others, but being an imperfect person perfectly match my lifestyle. I tend to learn more and gain something throughout life.
Should I complain? In fact, Allah has given me more than I need. But, I felt a hole inside. Something is just missing. I am afraid if I could not find it. I am searching over and over, but still the missing part is remain nil.
God, please help me.
I am stuck in between.