The book addresses some of the financial issues prevalent in our society in a short collection of true stories to educate and educate individuals. It begins with a conflict between “reason” and “society” over the group of creditors drowning in a swamp of debt, where “society” ignores the circumstances of that group while “reason” goes on a short trip to find out their stories and what their circumstances are, then offers solutions to the creditors, and benefits from the experiences of those who survived them in order to prove Society has the idea that these individuals are capable of change and emerge from the darkness of debt into the light of success, eventually calling them “reasonable spendthrifts.”
Crime for love:
I wrote in this book a lot of different feelings and topics. Between its lines there are feelings that go back to my heart, my feelings, and my general life. I wrote about love in the sense of my private heart, and about happiness, sadness, separation, and many feelings that carry praise for one person and reproach for others. My words here do not constitute one year or a period. Short of my life, but here is a group of years that began when my pen began to draw its first letters and continues to this day.
I have talked about many things in the pages of my book, and yet my heart still longs to live more and sees that what I have written so far is nothing more than the letters of a few years that passed during my youth and youth.
I talked a lot in my book about feelings of love, and I am fully aware that many will not understand them well. They will like the beauty of the letters and the harmony of the words, but only those who have lived the same feeling and know that love is not the love that exists between two genders or two people, but rather love is to love ourselves, so we love those who love us. We love life around us and thus we see people in a completely different light.
Novel: Where did you lose your hearts?
They were sitting at the dining table eating lunch.
The brothers were arguing about something, and nothing stopped them except the mother’s crying and the father’s shock. The brother stood up to find out what had happened and was shocked as well. The sisters did not realize what had happened to them...what might put the shock on their faces. They only knew one thing, which was that death was coming.
That day came when the father, who works in the most honorable profession of protecting the homeland, would leave. He was going to the battlefield!
Days passed and nothing had happened yet.. They thought that what was published were just rumours, until one day they felt an earthquake, an earthquake that was neither strong nor weak. From that moment they knew that their country had begun to collapse.. They knew that they had reached the end, or to be more precise, they had not reached the end. It was only the beginning, the beginning of the war and the beginning of the pain.
From that moment, the family began to struggle with death...to struggle with pain...the pain of loss...the loss of the self, the loss of the father, and the greatest loss was the loss of the homeland! The homeland that sheltered and protected them...so how could they lose the place where they made their memories?
