Being handsome doesn't keep a woman, Being honest doesn't keep a woman, Being loyal doesn't keep a woman, treating a woman well doesn't keep a woman, Being there for a woman doesn't keep a woman, listening to a woman doesn't keep a woman, affection doesn't keep a woman, supporting a woman doesn't keep a woman and neither does sacrifices keep a woman. What keeps a woman are lies, money, and worldly materialism.
What a remarkable day for Kano!
The official commissioning of the Hajaj-Zoec Digital Market marks a major milestone for trade, investment, and economic development. A project of this scale reflects what's possible when vision meets execution.
Take a look at what everyone is talking about.
#HZDMCommissioning #Kano #HajajRealEstate
The Difference Between Professor Maqari’s and Sheikh Aminu Daurawa’s Fatwas on the Viral Debate Over the Permissibility of Mut’ah Marriage in Islamic Rulings.
As i can see there are many people here claiming that, sheikh Daurawa once says something similar to what Professor Maqari said…
. Baked Walder Frey’s sons into a pie
. Murdered Walder Frey
. Poisoned the entire male Frey leadership
. Executed Meryn Trant brutally
. Killed the stable boy during her escape from King’s Landing
. Threatened and intimidated Sansa Stark
. Killed the Waif
. Lived almost entirely for revenge
. Showed little remorse for many of her killings
SHE IS NOT A HERO!!!!
They met by accident on a rainy Tuesday.
She was standing under the tiny roof outside a bookstore, frustrated because her umbrella had flipped inside out.
He had been watching from a nearby coffee shop.
After a minute, he walked outside, held his umbrella over both of them, and said, "I think your umbrella has officially resigned."
She laughed.
It wasn't the kind of laugh you fake to be polite.
It was real.
He offered to walk her to the train station.
She almost said no.
But something about him felt... safe.
By the time the train arrived, they had talked about books, terrible cooking, childhood dreams, and why neither of them believed in love at first sight.
She stepped onto the train.
Just before the doors closed, he shouted,
"I forgot to ask your name!"
She smiled.
"If we're meant to meet again, you'll find out."
My neighbor decided my parking spot was hers. So I let her.
I came home at 11pm last Tuesday.
Tired. Hungry. Just wanted my bed.
And there it was.
A silver SUV in my spot.
Again.
This was the third time this month.
I walked up to her door and knocked.
She opened it like I was interrupting something.
"Oh hey. That’s my sister’s car.
She’s just visiting for a few days."