Archive for July, 2007
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An old Muslim lived on a farm with his young grandson. Each morning Grandpa was up early sitting at the kitchen table reading his Qur’an.
His grandson wanted to be just like him and tried to imitate him in every way he could.
One day the grandson asked, “Grandpa, I try to read the Qur’an just like [...]fyne
 it seems like everydays the same and am left to discoverr on my owwnn, it seems like everything is gray and theres no color to beholld, they say its over and am fyyynnee again, yeh