The Arabs feel that everything is already written, God is compassionate, and wrote it all down just to help us.
Think of the caterpillar. It spends most of its life on the ground, envying the birds and indignant at its fate and its shape. "I am the most disliked of all the creatures," it thinks. "Ugly, repulsive, and condemned to crawl along the ground." One day, though, Mother Nature asks the caterpillar to make a cocoon. The caterpillar is startled -- it has never made a cocoon before. He thinks that he is building his tomb, and prepares to die. Although unhappy with the life he has led up until then, he complains to God: "Just when I finally became accustomed to things, Lord, you takeaway what little I have." In desperation, he locks himself into the cocoon and awaits the end. Some days later, he finds that he has been transformed into a beautiful butterfly. He is able to fly to the sky, and he is greatly admired. He is surprised at the meaning of life and at God's designs.
Sitting by the window pane, All i could do was think of you . Sitting by the window pane,glancing on the street All I could do was ...
When i miss you I just close my eyes And think of you When i miss you. Those lovely days I had the craze to graze in thy eyes And seek...
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