in the mosque the local community was present , they all prayed and offered maghrib namaz, after the prayer the tired traveller from taif sat down outside in the drk thinking where could he go , he knew nobody , he was a stranger, when he was very small someone had prophecied he would be the cause of joy in bawmaya, people will light lamps in their homes for him , on his name , his mother may or may not remember that but he always did, because it was a reason to celebrate his life
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