The book (Just My Meditations Part I)
Always every day I see her behind her window, she
covers her face with a pink scarf, I felt she stands to see me only with the
same sensation like me when I pass beside her window in my way every day, I tried many times to see her eyes and read
what's inside it but I could not until one day I approached to her window, my
heart pushed me to be closing to her window to asked her, can you give me a
glass of water?, She told me she is blind and she can’t help me, I fasted for a moment , I try to
think what can I do ?, I went on my way again.
Mohammed Abdeltawab
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