The struggling life of the poor

 

 Bismillahir Rahmanir Rahim

 

 Dear viewers and readers! Assalamualaikum Warahmatullah. How are you all I hope by the grace of God everyone is very well. I am also very good in your prayers and in the infinite grace of Allah. Alhamdulillah. Today I have brought a new topic in front of you. Let's talk about it without delay.

 I will discuss what you have understood by looking at today's headline. The struggling life of the poor suddenly took hold of this title in my head. I was thinking a little about what to write today, but I couldn't find anything. It's good to see this thing suddenly came to mind. So I came in front of you without delay.

 Those who are poor at the present time can understand. What is life? Life means struggle, life means war, life means endless work. Basically those who understand the value of poor life. Only those who eat day after day can understand how much suffering they have to endure every day, how much suffering they have to endure.

 The dream of the poor remains a dream. They dream every day before going to sleep at night but in the morning they have to face reality again. They no longer remember that dream. When he came home at the end of the day, he was overwhelmed with those dreams again. Everything revolves around the head. I will do it, I will do it. But if there is no happiness in the forehead, what else can be found by thinking cool.

You have to go out for work in the morning. There are many people who can't eat breakfast properly. Maybe at noon I packed some light food and took it away. Life ends when the poor family applauds. Dreams merge with the soil. Life begins to wail. What I did is age is over. I could not do anything in life. In this way they continue to pass ha hu in life. Thus one day they become breathless.

 

 It is the life of the poor. No one shows love to them. Everyone seems to be living a cruel life. If he had looked at them a little bit, they would not have had to suffer so much. Compassion for people as human beings has risen. That is why today the poor work hard but cannot improve their lives. Their lives came to an end as they struggled, but their struggles did not stop.

 

 Friends so far today. Sincere thanks to all those who have read my post patiently for so long. God bless you.