She smiled at me as we passed each other...nothing personal but the joy of walking at Taman Saujana Hijau,Presint 11,Putrajaya.I was on my feet but she was pedalling with her hands...Thank you Allah I still can walk with my legs..
Just like water,we only konw its value when our wells(taps) run dry..similarly with our legs.
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