The frustration is the way to success. - mohamad safan (english love story books TXT) 📗
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And open it for only themselves
I wanted the hell only closed
For only me without anyone"
He screamed loudly and cried
A hand was slightly moved
Over his shoulder and the sound
Heard nearest to his
He said," Come with me, son!"
He look toward the sound
Seeing a man with a smile
His face was filling with light
The guy asked," Who are you?"
He still smiled
He said in demureness,"
I am the foreground of prayers"
The guy told his story
He smiled and said with obvious
,'' forgive their ignorance
They must teach you the rules
First, have good wash
Then have good smell
Not to harm anyone
Come with me to feed
You must have hunger"
He went with him
He washed and cleaned
He prayed and thanked
He ate the breakfast
And returned home
He returned to work
Everything was damaged
He rebuilt everything
He bought and sold
He got rich
When he drove his car
He found a smart one
He downed to get something
He was remarked and followed
Oh! She was an old lover
He remembered every good
They smiled and talked
He knew she divorced
He got married her at once
Without asking
Why the divorce occurred?
The hurry is the worst
The hurry is not good
You may admire the apple
And it may have your end
Chapter 12
She gave him the love
He lived in good dream
Spending the time with happy
Till she asked him in assurance
To be manger of his work
He taught her everything
Till she got the experience
She had every inch
He was suddenly dismissed
She asked the judge to divorce
As his shape was the worst
He was out without a friend
The poor which refused to be dismissed
Live with him as sticky friend
He returned to drink
But the money was evaporated
He wanted money
He had to steal
One after one
He was jailed
The officer met him
The officer knew everything
The officer helped him
He was gotten money
He began from down
Till he became rich
He knew a neighbor
She was not smart but honest
She was not elegant but had heart
White and clear as milk
Blue in love as water
They were married
His life was continuous steps
Till his ex-wife met
She knew everything
She had the devil's heart
She was divorced again
After she returned to her ex husband
She met him with her smart
She asked to get married
He told he would think
He accepted her demand
His condition was to marry
Her over the bridge
He would prepare the way
To be the fantastic marriage
They were hanged by two robes
Far and swung over the bridge
The carrying was heavy winch
They would meet nearer
They would embrace over
And got kiss in longer
Till the boat came down
They will ascended at once
The media would be there
They would transport everywhere
She refused and feared
As she didn't know how to swim
She was persuade to go there
She was hanged over
As will as he hanged over
The boat suddenly appeared
He was descended there
He went and leaved her
She screamed loudly
She felt that she got dead
She swung here and there
She feared that the robe may be cut
And she will downward
Her temper was fired
Her beauty was out
She screamed several times
Till the police came and downed
She told the police about
He was arrested
Then he go out
Free from another side
The frustrate is not bad
The frustrate is the success
The frustrate is the way
To achieve every word of victory
The despair appeared as a faint
The devil makes it grown up
Till you say everything is locked
Your hope is still here
Your hope is not far but near
Look to the ant.
It can beat the elephant
The camel back may break
With small ash over its back
The high dam may be destroyed
Only by a water drop passed
The end
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Publication Date: 03-18-2016
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Dedication:
he met a faith woman .they married .he return to success in work but,he met his ex wife .she asked for marriage .he prepared for great celebration over river.he and she were lifted by two winches.he got gotten down and let her up. she finally downed and asked for arresting him .
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