Million thoughts run through my mind, Where the myriads of imaginations bind, I love to write in the meandering line, Expressing, venting my mundane whine. Eccentric, I may be, To the person who could not see, No one has the flair for judging me, Except for only He. I love poetry, read and write, And delicious food to eat and bite, I may not have the perfect sight, But I have Allah to be my light. -Nuruljannah- (A Malaysian Muslim, a girl who inevitably loves food, books,quotes and peculiarities...that's me)