Recognising Ramadan

Recognising Ramadan

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"Recognising Ramadan'' is a book focused on providing a brief guide to the Holy Month and thus serve as a handbook filled with necessary dua's and other useful compilations. Other sources from the internet have been used to compile this book, and are quoted where applicable.
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