Re-writing and re-sharing my half and first story …Raising life in chaos
life is” unpredictable “as always heard about this inimical logic. One should do this, one should not need it. But overall reaction to life to death is scary, especially in which society I was living and passed my life through.
everywhere was a race of non sequitur which was looming large. Some may be called these fiction stories, and some would say as an attention seeker, but no my dear it all is reality the way My norms culture, turned it in their own point of Islam.
so take a break and take a sigh.
Our racism has actively spread and taken root since the Syed migrated in and it became a culture turned more coherently in Islamic aspects that nobody counts as a human unless he‘s not Syed, especially in personal relationships. Otherwise, you are allowed to do whatever you want to do either trade, business, or friendships but for girls, it's open-banned.
so still I can’t write more specifically because it all hurts, just want to think about whoever reads this, we consider ourselves as Muslims and what kind of Islam is that?
