Beautiful Life the diary Game

Hello friends, I am fine, I hope all is well, then by the grace of Allah, my life is going well, I pray to Allah Almighty to make your life easier.

Friends, I belong to this province of Pakistan. The largest province of Pakistan is Punjab. I was born in this district of Punjab in which there are more rural areas. I belong to Mianwali. Ten kilometers beyond Mianwali, my village is Dalwali. I am going to tell you how the people of the village live their lives

Friends shed light on living in the village

Friends, in my village there were mud houses and strong relationships. The villagers used to be so sweet. Nowadays it is very difficult to see the village. Friends, now every house in the village has a lock on the door. I used to be on the way, now who gives the call to prayer? Before, there were some old men in the mosque. I have heard that now the cable has come. Before, there were PTV people. I have heard that half the village is out. Touch is a mobile phone

My village was a village where the intention has been to dig up the frozen moss from time immemorial. A pair of oxen have finally shaken hands with the cart. The news broadcast from the BBC is destroying the confidence of the people in my village. Moving from a mud wall to a paved wall for fear of the word rain is missing The manipulation of pronunciation has reduced my vocabulary

Eight old hands playing cards have lost the last game. My village is a village where people lived with love and brotherhood. To be sad by considering someone's grief as one's own grief and to be happy by considering someone's happiness as one's own. This is my village. Has traditions

All the misfortunes that befell us, all the misfortunes that befell us, were understood by the people when they suffered the torment of their own loves.
Why was he angry at the construction of a poor village road when his children, who never returned to the city, understood