We always make someone our ideal cerate that we like to hate and hang our faults on his shoulders. We always curse him and comfort his family and friends for his villainy.
I read a couple of days ago , article written by the Egyptian writer Dr. Ahmed Kh. Tawfiq , talking about a short story of the French writer G.D Maupassant named : "that Pig , Morin ! " , so I trnslated it to english .. to make my point of view here beome clear.
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We usually forget what we do , what are our mistakes , and even who we are .. ignoring the saying " if your house made of glass , don't through gravel "
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