Kangadesaputra's Corner

On a day when the tour in my town got upset with the behavior of a mother at the cross roads. In the drizzling rain, let a toddler lying asleep under a tree next to a red light. Not far away, a young mother with shabby clothes lifted a hand to the glass-glass car stopped waiting for green lights.

Oops Mom, your son why you wasted it like that? Or is this a deliberate mother to peddle mercy to himself? Or She's not a mother? Why He's an innocent child who should bear the burden of your life, oh Mother!

On the next day, from the inter-city bus ... I see the opposite view. In the area of Cianjur, it seemed to me the people who were harvesting rice. And in between, there was a mother, a farm worker, harvesting rice in her arms her son. Really sorry for this mother, with sweat streaming down his cheeks and neck ... he looks tough mowing grass and bear the burden of carrying a child on her ... (his back)

Oh Mother ...

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It describes the light sentence that states that being a woman ..., moreover, Muslim women should be women who can take care of manners and courtesy, beauty and elegance. the value of a woman does not lie in the beautiful face, nor on the property and wealth ... ..

The value of a woman lies in the longing soul, and serve God. The more desire and more to serve, the higher the value, noble character, and beautiful herself.

In the longing and devotion to God, Love is not something strange, mean and low position, Love is a necessity.

There is no one in love with a male to female & and the love of a woman to a man ...
However, in the longing and devotion to God, Love has chosen his own nets, which path do not conflict with the moving current of life under his control.
True love is like a beetle that flew around the petals of jasmine.