Way back On the way to the exit. His heart is drenched in his heart Today there is no more fascination than her. He is a nomad. The conflict between the society and society, the conflict of interest can not disturb him. He opened the wings like open sky birds. Let's not go anywhere.
This is another joyous world. It can never be described by anyone who did not taste the juice. What is the pleasure of living like a deerless deer?
One day it was going on continuously for days to come. Noor al-Din knows he has reached Basraha. Every small big village is passing through the city every day, all the names are remembered. What else or need? He did not go out on his way to write a travelogue. She is a street walker. His pleasure is to walk There is no other purpose for him. What we have seen is what we have to keep in mind. If you want to remove it from your mind, it can not be deleted. Again, when many attempts are made to keep it in mind, it can not be understood when it is lost.
Nur al Dein came to a saree. He knew from Khansah that the city in front of it was Basrah. I heard a lot of names. She will see this first. Big port The people of the country come to trade here. Hundreds of thousands of people come from many distances for shopping every day.
Khawadawa said to Serre Noor Al Deen Khansahheb, you have a guy with me in the day Take away the mule and go with me. I'll walk around and see the city. From childhood I have read many stories about this Basrah. I have seen today when I have seen it once.
The way to climb up the hill climbing is the way. Ever got upstairs or turned upside down, and sometimes went downstairs and went downstairs.
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To Be Continued