رواية قطة في عرين الاسد

Betrayal.. this treacherous dagger that stabs a person in his carelessness.. It takes only moments for the blade of the dagger to plunge into your heart and blood flows from it rivers.. But you need years and years to heal.. Sometimes it heals and sometimes not.. Its bitterness remains with you. Throughout your life.. and you see all the colors around you have been tanned with black.. your eyes get used to black and you cannot see other colors, even if they are clearly visible before your eyes.. Fulfillment is a rare coin.. but it is not non-existent.. Look for loyalty in the time of betrayal. And about honesty in the time of lies.. And about love in the time of materialism.. No time or place is devoid of white, no matter how rare and precious its existence is.. And if it wasn't for black, we wouldn't be able to distinguish whiteness and purity.