I Never Forget That Marriage Has Never Been of Sacred in My Life

It is strange that I carry the pen and plan my small words, writing is not familiar to me or used to it, in my life, I have never written anything other than dictated by the coincidence of the meager lines, but I was even more amazed by this oversized feeling inside me, which invites me to carry the pen and write, as if I would write a novel or story to singing her the throats.. And the very thing I wanted to draw is the letters that are buried in my decrepit memory, sadness is one of the sanctities of my life and I consider it the end of every passing road, pain is accompanied by grief and they exchange their sarcastic features around me, when I was 30 years old I said sarcastically: The pain is also one of the sad sanctities of life.

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I searched for a wife who completed half of my life especially after graduating and getting a job, i never forget that marriage has never been of sacred of my life, and because I was a little experienced I had to consult someone more experienced in this field., but I was alone and I have no other than my books and the three crystalline cups that I kept from my mother's memory. I thought a lot and did not find anyone other than Miss Amina and she is my mother's friend. She is very kind and has a great relationship with me and a very special kind, was a relationship of irony with the current reality, and the relationship of appreciation of openness and futility and strength after the age of seventy.

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It was a nice evening of autumn evenings when I spoke to her about it in order to reduce the words and I have mercy on myself from the torment of the introductions, I said to her in a kind of bitterness and I watch the thin autumn fall through the window: -My patience is running out and I want to get married and I can not talk to a girl because of my shyness, she resisted her laughter, almost bursting out of her lips, never showing any surprise or her wondering, then she said: -How strange and wondrous you are, and every day I discovered something new in you, then she said with a voice coming from the depths of her thin body - I have your request my son! and because you are a good person you will not be from your share only the good woman, her answer made me bolder, turning my gaze away from the thin clouds and I added a brief words in the descriptions of the bride in one sentence: -I want it ideal mature and full and I said to my mind: Goodness and fullness is one of the sanctities of my life that has taken over the course of my living, for a long time I was adored mature women and full-grown women... And I hated the very thin the slender and small women then I added to Ms Amina: -I also want her affectionate and kindhearted but not stupid, i was always amazed at the living and Alfty despite the different colors of white and black, then death was a barrier between me and the mixing of the two colors, and became lonely in a spiral ending in the last year of economics, and when I graduated with a very good feature I said that the way of cursed crows are illuminated by the path of the duck, and as far as I was happy to win As much as it touched the cilia of life, and i was scared of the claws of death and my entire family was withdrawn, and I tried myself to get out of the bottleneck and to win my work, at the height of my struggle I forgot myself and forgot about everyone around me and I only slue to my books....

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