I had a chat on many occassions with a very curteous,polite,meek fervently religious islamic guy,I got on well with him,his mum and dad were from an area I used to know well in Pakistan,I always thought I could read characters,the guy I used to chat to would never hurt a fly...................Till be blew himself up
Sometimes you're flush and sometimes you're bust, and when you're up, it's never as good as it seems, and when you're down, you never think you'll be up again. But life goes on.
The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman is seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides. True beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It's the passion that she shows to the outside world.
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