Islamic Stories And Advices
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Assalamu alaykum and hello!
Thanks for reading my book and the stories I once collected π€
I am not the author of the stories and I don't own them, so you can share them all the way you want π
I hope the stories are helpful to you as they are to me, especially at times when our Imaan is not as high as we actually want it to be π
I also hope for your duaas so please don't forget me π
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