One Picture And One Story Week #69

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Hello Everyone I Am @MEMAMUN ๐Ÿ‘ณโ€โ™€๏ธ From #Bangladesh ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฉ

Assalamu Alaikum Wa Rahmatullah. Hope everyone is well, I am also well by the grace of Alhamdulillah. Today I am going to tell a story in a film. First of all, I would like to thank our dear Madam @suboohi who has given us such an opportunity. Today suddenly I was lying in bed in the morning, checking the gallery of my mobile. Suddenly, a picture reminds me of a few days ago. So I'm going to present that picture, share a story behind that photo. So let's take a picture and hear that story


1 Picture 1 Story


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A picture with my outgoing students.

Before starting the story, I want to tell my reader friends about some of the people in this picture. Standing in the middle is a work bag and a well-groomed dresser. On either side of me and behind me are my outgoing students. They are all Hafiz of the Qur'an. And all are Hafiz of the Qur'an made by my hands. I have been studying for three years and four years and Hafez-e-Qur'an.


At the end of the introduction, I would like to tell you the story behind this film. That day is our annual holiday. Our company has annual leave every December and long vacation. On this holiday, some take a vacation and some leave. It is time for those who have finished their studies and finished class. Although I had discussed the farewell with all the outgoing students the night before.

However, in the morning, everyone is leaving one by one, some are late at home, some are completing some work. I also got ready to leave around 8 a.m. I met all the teachers and all the responsible people and when I came out of the gate, I saw my departing students waiting for me. They're basically going to say goodbye to me.

Honestly, I had tears in my eyes during the farewell. We stayed together, ate together, educated them, motivated them, gave advice. Sometimes I loved, sometimes I ruled like love. Sometimes they're deviating from where he was brought back. Lots of memories and lots of memories spent with them.

They were much more upset that they were saying goodbye to me. A few cried. He said Ustadji forgive me for all my mistakes. I've been too rude to you sometimes. I also cried when I heard such emotional emotions. I told everyone that I have forgiven you from all sieges. ๐Ÿฅฒ

Honestly, after watching this film, I am still sad and miss them so much, tears are shining in my eyes. However, at that time I said goodbye to them with love and all kinds of love. In the end, everyone asked me to take a memorable picture with all of us.

So instead of keeping their word, we all gathered outside the madrasa gate and took pictures. Everyone took that picture from me doing that. This was the story behind my film, which still reminds me of my former students. They are now studying in another college, another institution. I pray that they grow up to be better students and fulfill their hopes and aspirations.


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Thank You Everyone For My Post Reading

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