Wednesday, May 04, 2011

Hold My hand.

A little boy and his mother were crossing a river.

Mother said: Please hold my hand.
Boy: No mom,you hold my hand.
Mother:What's the difference?
Boy: If I hold your hand and something happens to me.Chances are that i may let your hand go, but if you hold my hand, I know for sure, you will never let my hand go...

“It is better for a man to be beside his mother where she can hear his breath than for him to fight in battle. Verily, attending to the needs of the mother is better than any other good deed.”— Bishr bin Al-Harith

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