Summary of the novel..
An adventurous journey that aimed to explore and get away from the routine, ending in imminent danger in the nature and towering mountains of Altai. After a painful separation between loved ones, the hero disappears, lost without returning, to discover there his purpose in life and integrate with the culture of those who live in the steppes of Mongolia. The goal of sublime love remains the link to achieving the dream and revealing... The secret is there. Hobby becomes the only salvation for achieving goals
يقع أغلب الناس في ٧ سلوكيات شائعة تزيد من احتمالية التوتر والكسل وقلة الإنتاجية.هناك ١٠ طرق علمية تم اختبارها عمليًا وأثبتت فعاليتها يمكنها أن تغير يومك إلى الأبد ليكونَ صباحك استثنائيًا. أغلب الأشخاص الناجحين يعتمدون على روتين صباحي منتظم يزيد من إنتاجيتهم ويعزز فرص النجاح بشكل كبير.. وهذا ما ستجده في الكتاب
Diwan Istabraq
It is my second poetry collection, containing 27 diverse poems
Texts that mimic feelings and play on the string of emotion.
The song is rich in nostalgia and passionate in conversation. I hope it will be accepted by people of good taste.
With every meter that Rudy passed, his resistance to the influence of the fortune teller’s words became more intense, but at the same time, the fortune teller’s words became more deeply rooted in his soul and mind. Although he did not admit it, the fortune teller's words had completely controlled him. “Indeed, what knowledge do we, the inhabitants of this vile grain of dust called the Earth, claim to say, ‘This is possible and this is not possible?’ If we were merely irrational beings, we would say that we were created as a result of certain interactions between different chemical elements, such as mushrooms, algae, and others. But where does the soul come from and where does it go?” Do you go? And the mind and feelings? It is impossible for a bone or muscle in my body to feel love or hatred or to think and make a decision. All of this is carried by an energy that resides in my body, an energy that is stronger and bigger than me. It does not even reveal to me who it is or what it is made of I am just a dead battery for this energy, what a worthless piece of junk I am, but why should I accept that the fortune teller’s words are true? He, too, is just a piece of junk like me! These thoughts were fighting inside Rudy, and he did not know which idea was victorious over the other
