Prologue

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The human life is something so insignificant, something so. . . unworthy. The sole aim at the end of the day is to rest, rest for eternity. A lot of thoughts go through your head, the moment you realize that life is over. These few moments, are golden. We realize that all we are, are Messengers. . . Messengers of God; but most do not fulfill their duties. My duties aren't over.

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