My village by Mansoor johar

Life in the village is a perfect escape from overwhelming, fast-paced city life. You can enjoy nature's beautiful sceneries. And the silence lets you hear our thoughts. Village life can make you feel like you're in a community. Village convey the atmosphere of villages, tranquility, and spirituality of nature.

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The Angel of the Village

Once upon a time, in a small village nestled in the mountains, there lived a young girl named Sarah. She was known for her kind heart and adventurous spirit. One day, while exploring the forest that surrounded her village, Sarah stumbled upon a mysterious cave. Without hesitation, she ventured inside to discover an enchanted world filled with glittering jewels and sparkling crystals. As she marveled at the beauty around her, Sarah heard a faint voice calling out to her. She followed the voice an

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The Enchanted Garden Mystery

Once upon a time, in a small village nestled between rolling hills, there was a garden unlike any other. This garden wasn't just filled with flowers and plants; it was said to be enchanted. Children whispered tales of magic and mystery surrounding it, making it both captivating and frightening. The garden was hidden behind an old, creaky gate, covered in vines that seemed to have a life of their own. One sunny morning, three adventurous friends, Lily, Max, and Sophie, decided to venture into the

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Kandovan, Osku,beautiful village

Kandovan ( Persian : كندوان, also romanized as Kandovān and Kandavān ; also known as Kanvān ) [1] is an ancient village in Sahand Rural District in the Central District of Osku County , East Azerbaijan Province , northwestern Iran . It is situated in the foothills of Mount Sahand , near the city of Osku . At the 2006 census, the village population was 601, in 168 families. [2] Kandovan كندوان Village A view of Kandovan's rock houses KandovanCoordinates: 37°47′42″N 46°14′55″E Country Iran Provinc

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Tough Child

Not once did he feel father's love, nor sucked from the breast milk of a mother yet he knows what love is even though he love the wrong way. Tough child is a poem that shows the explicit torture a child went through during his transformation to a fully grown man. A man full of secret and open scar. An open scar with its own story, an open scar with the mark of pain and pride, an open scar which reveal a vulnerable yet dangerous man. Tough child is a child who was given birth to in an abandoned cave.Nobody knew his birth cause the mother who was supposed to create awareness couldn't as she was seen escaping into the cave with a pot belly and now on false labor. While running her water broke down, pushing out a child, blank became the storyline. I grew with an Old hag, she died I was given birth to. Tough Child grew up with no knowledge of himself cause the old hag didn't keep record of his birth, but she only knew the cave welcomed a child and a snake beside it.A tough child

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Horrible zombies village trip

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The village called quirkshire

Once upon a time, in a quaint little village nestled between rolling hills and babbling brooks, there lived a peculiar group of characters. This village, known as Quirkshire, was home to some of the most unusual and eccentric individuals you could ever hope to meet. From the quirky inventor who built contraptions that never quite worked as intended, to the overly dramatic baker who cried over burnt cookies, there was never a dull moment in Quirkshire. Our story begins on a particularly sunny mor

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Indianlife of hill woman of india

There is no employment facility in the village. My husband earns to win, that money is used for the education of the children and for the household expenses. But nothing remains. When the daughter will grow up, then she will also have to get married, for that too money is needed. Thank God that there is no dowry system in our hills. Rest of India has dowry system. , Sometimes a question comes in my mind when I am old and I will not be able to work then what shall we eat.

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My village story

In the heart of the countryside, nestled among lush green fields and rolling hills, lies the serene village of Chak Abdul Khaliq. This picturesque village is a haven of tranquility, where time seems to slow down, and the air is filled with the sweet scent of flowers and the melody of birdsong. Chak Abdul Khaliq is not just any village; it is a place where the old world charm meets modernity. The villagers take pride in their traditions and heritage, yet they embrace progress and change with open

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