#AceFriendsNews – Fabulous Monochrome 🙂
It was not easy to take picture of Hong Kong in minimalist approach. Hong Kong is a concrete jungle with busy urban street life and harbors, for which I enjoyed on each visit I made. This picture was taken in Kowloon’s Tsim Sha Tsui neighborhood on a misty morning. It’s not as minimalist as I wish to show on this post but I hope it justifies the minimalist approach of the hustle Hong Kong Island and Victoria Harbor.
Since September, Hong Kong is facing political turmoil related to its democratic process. The pro democracy protesters who started the Umbrella Revolution movement are still continuing their struggle. China’s ‘One Country Two Systems’ over Hong Kong is on question mark. Please allow me to mention an amazing photographic essay of the Hong Kong movement by China Sojourns Photography. From his beautiful photography in post Hong Kong Democracy: The Umbrella Revolution, you can feel…
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#AceFriendsNews – Another great post of movie reviews
Your smile to your brother is a sadaqah (charitable act) for you.Your commanding the right and forbidding the wrong is a sadaqah.Your guiding a man in the land of misguidance is a sadaqah for you.Your seeing (showing the way) for a man with bad eyesight is a sadaqah for you.
Din kardeşinin yüzüne gülümsemen senin için bir sadakadır.İyiliği emredip kötülükten sakındırman,bir sadakadır.Yolunu kaybetmiş kişiye doğru yol göstermen bir sadakadır.
Holy Prophet Muhammad ( صلى الله عليه وسلم )
#AceFriendsNews – Heart Warming and Emotionally Charged Post and is an #AceMustShare
When my beautiful little girl exhaled her last breath, it felt as if my heart was ripped into a million pieces.
One year and 5 months have passed and my heart is still in a million pieces. But, the pain is no longer that same raw pain. Sometimes it is a sharp, searing pain; sometimes a dull heartbreaking pain. At times I feel so alone, numb and at other times I am convinced that I will lose my mind with grief.
But, the pain is more “refined”. It is no longer that raw, unbearable pain.
There are times that I feel that my nerve endings are exploding. And yet, there any many things I can no longer remember. I read today that it is my body is protecting me… I am grateful for it. I am glad that I have forgotten some of the horror of Vic’s death. I am…
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