Eight lies of mother
The story began when I was a child; I was a son of a poor family in Africa. We did not even have enough food. Whenever meal times came, mother would often give me her portion of rice….
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The story began when I was a child; I was a son of a poor family in Africa. We did not even have enough food. Whenever meal times came, mother would often give me her portion of rice….
Why do we read Quran, even when we can’t understand a single (Arabic) word?
I was brought up in the modern world of all the luxury and the high life of show business. I was born in a Christian home… I looked at some of the statues of Jesus….
The needed skills are the hearty smile, the warm shaking of hands and the friendly welcoming to the other. Being successfully achieved, such kinds of skills are going to be rewarded….
Son, this year I will give you 365 hours….
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