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A Little boy and his mother were crossing a River.
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Mother Said: Please hold my hand
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Boy: No Mom, You hold my hand.
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Mother: What’s the difference?
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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…
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May Allah protect our mothers, grant them Jannah and make thier beautiful traits flourish inshaAllah.
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We can never repay our mothers, but at the very least, we can make du’a for their good fid-Duniya wa fil Akhirat.
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Mothers truly are a gift from the Almighty, may He reward them for thier patience and thier unconditional love, ameen!
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