Better Life With Steem || The Diary Game || 13 December 2024 I spent the holiday happily.

Bismillahir Rahmanir Rahim

_{Assalamu alaikum Everyone.
This is @abdulmomin from #Bangladesh.}

Hello friends, are you in peace? I hope we are doing well by the grace of Almighty God, I am also doing well by the grace of Alhamdulillah workers. I am sharing my leader's peace diary today, it was on the 13th and our holiday is opening, we have no news so it was time to spend the night after praying Fajr in the morning. After waking up from sleep, I picked up the phone and refreshed, had breakfast straight away so I was hungry enough. In response to one of my friends, I told him to take a roti and gram number 10 outside. I finished the breakfast chores.

So before I saw, now I took a bath so I stood in the sun on the balcony wearing a Punjabi Punjabi. Immediately, my friend. I called my friend and took a selfie with him. I wrote a story on Facebook, wishing him a happy Jumma Mubarak. I also started a story on Facebook, wishing him a happy Jumma Mubarak. When we took the photo, it was 1:30 am, the Friday prayer in our Masa mosque is for three minutes. Many people came to the Madrasa mosque from house to house to pray. The entire structure, including the four floors of the mosque, including the veranda, has to be filled for prayers inside.

Food arrangements for Friday prayers, we have to discuss the food from the Madrasa with a portion of the morning meal. From the Madrasa market, we have fried red cabbage with arjor and radish to form the fried food. 10 gaz mix and the broker has brought the main part of the fried red cabbage, we are testing the fried food. Just like we gave boiled potatoes from Masa in the morning, we have to talk about the structure.

One of my younger brothers called and he had to go to the Madrasa, should I go for it? He said I was outside calling loudly, our Ustadji took the phone from me, now the Madrasa is on vacation so I have to take the phone. I could not refuse anymore, my word is right. I told Huzoor about Huzoor, Huzoor called many other students so I came to the madrasa and talked to them. I said okay then go after evening.

We left a few days before evening, the madrasa was number 24 feet 10 from Shani Akhra. I didn't recognize him and I told my younger brother to come to the Japanese market and I'm there, when they came to the market, we met them in front of the market. The name of the madrasa is Madrasatul Hikmah. Although the madrasa is new, it is very nicely decorated and tidy inside. It looked very beautiful inside so I collected photos. The madrasa often told me that the madrasa was on holiday that day so again there were only students, there was no master in the madrasa only one master.

I went to the madrasa and called the Muhtamim Sahib of the madrasa but because the phone was switched off, we could not communicate with each other for a long time. When we were talking to Muhtamim Sahib's younger brother, he ordered me to talk to the phone. I said okay, I'm here for now. Then talk to Muhtamim Sahib, I didn't even pick up the call. Later, I called Muhtamim Sahib's phone, then it rang, then he answered the phone and talked to me. I answered and talked to him. I said okay, no problem. Much later, at 7:30, the reality was in the madrasa. I told the office to talk to me about my younger brother's brother.

He had a phone with the master who had given it to himself, he didn't have to hand over the phone. And he said, "I will give it to you when the masasa opens." I said okay, there is no problem with the phone. I came to the madrasa, when we came to the madrasa, there was a pressure from the Huzoor at the gate of the madrasa, so when we had to wait for some time to cut the masara, when it was 9 o'clock, the prayers started in the mamasa and then I got pressed into the masadar and it was time for prayers. This was my activity for the day.

I am leaving here for today, see you in the next post. Allah is Hafez.

Device	Name
Android	Realme 12 Pro
Camera	50MP 32MP 8MP
Location	Bangladesh 🇧🇩
Short by	@abdulmomin