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This is a story of education.
*In the heart of tall*, cold mountains in a remote area, there was a small village where people lived with hardship and hope. The village was simple, but it had something that warmed everyone’s hearts: a small educational center. This center was the only beacon of hope for children and young people dreaming of changing their lives.
The villagers were poor, but they all contributed to building this center. Mothers baked bread to sell, and fathers set aside whatever they could from their barren lands. For them, this center was more than just a building; it was a symbol of hope, a brighter future, and light.
In this center, boys and girls sat side by side, learning together. They heard English words for the first time, learned how to use computers, and even read the Quran with deeper understanding. The teachers taught with love and passion, expecting nothing in return but the smiles of their students.
However, with the arrival of a new government, a dark shadow fell over the village. One morning, soldiers with stern faces and loud voices entered the center. They pulled books from the shelves and threw them to the ground. One of the soldiers shouted, “This place must not remain open. You are not allowed to teach here anymore.”
The villagers gathered with fear in their hearts. They begged and pleaded, saying that this center was the only hope for their children, but the soldiers did not listen. They locked the center’s gates and took the teachers away.
From that day on, a heavy silence settled over the village. The children no longer laughed in the center’s courtyard. Mothers gazed longingly at the locked gates, and fathers whispered prayers under their breath.
One of the village girls, named Maryam, read a book she had hidden away under the dim light of an oil lamp at night. She promised herself never to lose hope. But each time she heard the soldiers’ voices, her heart trembled.
One day, an old man in the village said, “We must raise our voices. This land belongs to God, and God’s first command was to read. Why should our rights be taken away?” But fear had gripped their hearts so tightly that no one dared to speak.
This story is not just about one village but about thousands of villages and people whose hopes have been silenced under the shadow of oppression. Yet, even in the darkest moments, there are Maryams who keep the light of hope alive.
#live
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"#TheـUnbreakableـBondsـofـFriendship"
Once upon a time, during his university years, Mosaddegh, who was studying economics, spent his time with three close friends: Rahmat, Zeynab, and Jalil. Each of them had a unique personality, and together they made an extraordinary group.
Rahmat was the playful and humorous one of the group. Every time Mosaddegh complained about the difficulties of economics, Rahmat would crack a funny joke, lifting everyone's spirits. Once, when Mosaddegh was confused by economic models, Rahmat said, "Brother, these models are only good for sleeping in class. Create your own model and name it the Mosaddegh Model!" Everyone burst into laughter.
Zeynab was always the wisest one in the group. Not only was she successful in her own studies, but she also helped everyone else. When Mosaddegh was preparing for an exam on economic theories and felt overwhelmed, Zeynab organized a study session and explained everything to him. She always said, "Economics is the science of life. If you understand how to make decisions in life, the lessons will become easier."
And then there was Jalil, who, as always, was calm and low-key, serving as a safe haven for the group. Whenever Mosaddegh worried about his future, Jalil would sit next to him and say, "Mosaddegh, you have talent. Just keep going. We’re all here for you." Jalil always made everyone feel that their lives had meaning and direction.
One day, the four of them decided to go hiking in the mountains after class. That day became an unforgettable experience for Mosaddegh. On the way up the mountain, they talked about their dreams. Mosaddegh said he wanted to become a great economist and find solutions to his country's economic problems. Rahmat laughed and said, "I just want to start a business and get rich, then I’ll invite all of you!" Zeynab, with seriousness, said, "I want to work in big organizations and create more opportunities for women in my country." And Jalil, with a smile, said, "I want to be a teacher and teach kids how to chase their dreams."
The day passed, but their friendship grew stronger than ever. Mosaddegh thought to himself how important these friends were to him. Each one of them was not only a classmate but also an inspiration. He knew that with them by his side, he could achieve all his dreams.
Years went by, and each of Mosaddegh’s friends followed their own path in life. But their friendship remained as strong and sincere as it had been in their student days. Each of them got married, and their lives took on new colors.
Rahmat, who had always been the cheerful and outgoing one, married a woman full of energy and laughter. Together, they started a small but creative café. Rahmat always said, "Life is beautiful when every day is a new adventure!" Now, his café had become one of the most famous spots in the city, and he and his wife treated their customers like family.
Zeynab, always ambitious, met a man who, like her, was focused on goals and hard work. She achieved her dream and worked in a large organization. Now, she and her husband made an excellent team, always coming up with new ideas to help society. Zeynab proudly said, "My husband is like a life and work partner. Every day, we learn how to be better."
Jalil, as always calm and thoughtful, married a woman who loved nature and the simplicity of life. They moved to a beautiful village, and Jalil became a teacher there. He said, "A simple and love-filled life is the best life." Now, he not only taught children but also helped the local farmers improve their work.
And Mosaddegh, the economist of the group, reached his dreams. He married a woman who was also an economics student, and together they worked on large projects. Mosaddegh served his country and had a happy, close-knit family.
One day, after many years, the four friends decided to gather once again. Rahmat suggested they meet at his café. That day, everyone came with their families, and they held a small celebration. Laughter, jokes, and memories of their student days were as warm and delightful as ever.
Zeynab said, "Do you remember when we studied together for the economics exam? Who would have thought our lives would change this much?"
Rahmat laughed and said, "Yeah, but I still remember Zeynab’s formula. I think I’ll put it in my café, maybe someone can solve it!"
Jalil, with his ever-present smile, said, "I’m just happy we’re still together. This friendship is like a treasure."
And Mosaddegh, with a hopeful look, said, "Friends, we’ve reached our dreams, but this is just the beginning. There’s still so much we can build together."
That night, the story of their friendship came alive once again, and each of them returned to their homes with hearts full of joy, hoping that these gatherings would continue forever.
#friends #University #Story
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"Our hearts are with the people of Los Angeles, who are struggling with endless wildfires and destruction these days. Witnessing their relentless efforts to save their homes and lives is a testament to their courage and resilience. In these difficult moments, we stand with them, filled with prayers and hope. Nature may be furious, but our unity and humanity are always stronger."
#LosAngeles
#Wildfire
#PrayForLA
#StandTogether
#HopeAndResilience
#HumanityFirst
#NatureCrisis
#StayStrongLA
#UnitedWeStand
#SupportLA
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Afghanistan is the only country in the world with a history of 5000years🤔
. The Mythical History of Afghanistan
#afghanistan #world #history👍👍
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Maulana Abdul Rahman Jami High School is one of the most prestigious and well-known schools in Herat. If you have any questions about the history, educational programs, or location of this high school, or need more information, please let me know so I can better assist you.#school #afghanistan
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Yes, in Afghanistan, Yalda Night (also known as Shab-e Chella) is celebrated by some communities, especially among Persian-speaking people and the Hazara community who value cultural and traditional connections with Persian heritage.
On this night, families gather to enjoy special foods such as pomegranates, watermelons, and nuts. Poetry recitation, especially from Hafez's Divan, and sharing memories are common practices. The celebration symbolizes family unity and appreciation for nature and culture.
However, the extent of Yalda Night celebrations in Afghanistan may vary depending on the region and cultural differences. Do you and your family celebrate this night?
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Last night's party was amazing! A world of thanks to my dear friend who made this memorable night for us. I appreciate your love and I hope you will always be happy and successful! #friend #night #happy #thanks #lastnight
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