The glorious seconds of you turning legal, is the horrid moment my artistic nerves jump off to bed. Math defect was the last straw, perhaps. Therefore, it left me squishing the sponge hard to feel the dripping of beautified words. Just to celebrate you. Today, I pray for all of your wishes to amalgamate at the blessings of Allah, just to twinkle your day. And countless thank you for being a wonderful friend.
Happy Birthday Arif Kamaruddin!
