In the thirties of the twentieth century, the writer Agatha Christie came from London to the city of Amuda in Syria, where she lived with her husband, the archaeologist Max Mallowan, for a period of time, and there she wrote her diary, “Come Tell Me How You Live,” in which she narrated pictures of her adventures in life in Syria and Iraq. .
After less than a hundred years, Haitham Hussein was forced to emigrate from his small city of Amuda to Damascus and from there to multiple stops: Dubai, Beirut, Cairo, and Istanbul, all the way to London, where he wrote his biography, responding to Agatha Christus about how he lives, and in which he depicts the paradoxes of his journey to search for a safe haven. For him and his family.
Everything happens for a reason
Three twin girls: “Amira”, “Malak” and “Maryam”. Their mother died after giving birth to them, then they separated after they were adopted by different families, each of them experiencing their own different battles in life, then they came together in their twenties to live together in one house. In the end, all the characters in the novel understand their lessons in life and why everything that happened in their lives happened, because everything happens for a reason and for the wisdom of God.
If we do not understand life's lessons for us...the same painful situations will continue to be repeated to us in the form of different people, forms, and situations, and we will continue to complain about our situation. Until we stop living the role of the victim and take responsibility for our lives and our choices in them, we understand why what happened to us happened and what was the wisdom behind it all? Only then will we stop playing secondary roles in other people's stories, and we will be the heroes of our own story
كبر دماغك ، يخاطب القارئ في التعايش السلمي مع الصدمات وخيبات الأمل ، وعن مصادر السعادة في أبسط الأمور والتى عادة نمتلكها لكن لانحسن تقديرها ، وعن كسب عادات جيدة الكفيلة بتقدير الذات ، ونصائح للتخلص من الأفكار السلبية ، ومقتطات من سير الأنبياء والصفوة لنسير على حذوهم