{story} An old man live wiz his son..he hv a horse..n some day..the horse was lost..."bad luck"..his neighbours visited him to make him not sad..in fact he was not sad :D..after few days..the horse came back wiz three other horses..."good luck"..the same neighbours visited him to celebrate...his son fall off one of the horses an broke his leg.."bad luck"...neighbours visited him to c his son...the city become n war..the armed forces need extra solders..his son didn't go due to his broken leg...a lot of guys died n this war.."he is a lucky one"..
---> this is the game of the luck.
---> so anything happened to us may be good or bad 4 us.
---> depends on how we look to it.
---> 3asa an takraho shay2an wa howa 5ayran lakom.
the one who tired n this post..."neighbours"..:D:D
1 comment:
In addition to your words
"Iza 3almtom el 3'ayb l a7'trtom al wake3"
Look, I just wanna say something
in this morning I was searching for an English blogger
And I found someone named reem el ashry and she is in my career
and I told her That I'm very excited that i found at last an english blogger
when you gave me a comment I discovered that "Reem El Ashry"
is your friend as I thought
I don't know,, Is that a coincidence or what...?
At all I'm honored to see you too an english blogger and also I ask you to help me in making my blog better..... Thanks in advance
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