Today my article post

Now I stand here all day outside the courtyard of the Haram and keep asking everyone who comes, will they cut their hair, will they cut their hair? Just as many people are found, so much commission is collected in the evening. After evening, the policemen are more vigilant here, so we cannot do this, so we go back to Yehantak. Bro, have you seen the sun? Here, in such an apocalyptic sun, we stand all day long asking people to cut their hair, our feet get numb, but there is no other option.

Come on, let me show you something."

He took me by the arm and took me along. It was the time between Maghrib and Isha. All around, the lights were shining to erase the darkness of the night. Many Umrah people were passing by us wearing Ihram. He took me to the back of washroom number six. There were people, lots of people. But they didn't seem to come for ages. The working class, lots of people lying on the ground with old clothes and downcast faces. He started pointing to them

"All of them have come here on such free visas and are here as helpless helpers. They try to do some small work all day and sleep here in the evening. They have no home to stay and no permanent source of food. Free anchorage is distributed here, they all go there to eat and spend the night here and try to find work again The agents persuade them to go to Saudi Arabia with a free visa, there are only jobs there, but there are many people whose visas have expired There is nothing for them to go back to, so they just try to work here, knowing that the day they are caught, they will be deported, forever. Still want to somehow earn something from here, add something and take it with you."

Now he had nothing left to say, or perhaps there was much to say, but the courage had been answered, so he remained silent. Both of us were feeling the pain of these foreigners and also the pain of this foreigner.

In the courtyard of the Haram, the sound of the Azan for Isha had started to rise. We both silently listened to the call to prayer and then without saying anything we slowly walked towards the Bani Masjid together.