Life does not begin in 30

Well, long time no see my lovely blog..

My intention to work and work and work then sleep almost ate my lust about writings. Though I almost finish my novel’s first chapter. Damn, where the hell the spirit goes?

Btw, I am 30 years old now.

What a number ?

Some says that I am still in young age, others says I am too old to play my Playstation (for this one, go to hell with it).

But it might be the best moment for me to look back and evaluate my amazing journey. It’s about time to move to another dreams.

I thank to ALLOH Almighty for his blessed, loved, and gift. I have a beautiful wife and son, wise and caring mother, place to work, wild imagination, almost perfect health, faith to be a Moslem and so on.

I have to be more concentrate to my next dreams. I have a lot of dreams. From become a silly writer, having my own house to send Vasska and his younger brothers and sisters to study abroad. I know it sound impossible. But it’s not meant that it cannot happen, isn’t it?

From now on I will write down my dreams one by one in every day of my life.

Starting with finishing my book on this year.