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Me and Other 8 Billions People

I was stunned by my own journey these past 15 years and how I became more aware of whom I built my interactions with. This journey served me the ups and downs. This journey, took me to a whimsical experience of meeting new people, collaborating with new ideas, arguing with different point of view, doing the best in achieving 'il sueno imposible', and letting go what doesn't belong the chapter. In this journey, people showed their colors and I learned to digest it gradually. It was uneasy, it triggered a lot of things from me deep down inside, encouraged me to change and to be humble. 


In this journey, I met great people that somehow made me questioned and doubted myself a lot. And I thank Allah it became my inspiration to be a better human day by day. I doubted myself, I searched for the answer and it was found within myself. Somehow I got lost but I believe I will not waste my time to just wander nor to never come back. 


One person looked great at least to me, I compared their privilege, I felt small but it doesn't stop me. I keep on learning, listening, growing, and reflecting about the best thing I could do for myself. Another new person will come again, not to pass by, they become one part of our story that could be included in a single chapter or more than ten. I am content to their part of journey as well. We grow both together and apart. I just cannot stop imagining to live amongst these great and gorgeous people. 

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