Amazing people sometimes live in the
neighborhood. So our very old stone house, standing next to two more. In one
there is a garden, but the residents do not, there is growing, grenades and
many toys lying around the tree. In the dark, it may even seem that all this
fruit. But in the second, a high wall fence lives a wonderful woman. Her
husband has recently died, the children live in other places, so that it all
alone. Despite all the troubles, this woman never ceases to amaze me. So much
warmth and kindness in her eyes and words, so much love in her smile that every
meeting with her makes me happy even for a minute.
But it turned out that I did not hear anything. Ashur word or ten, I heard only here. According to legend, after forty days of wandering, supplies ended in November. And then he heard the voice again, he and his family are the remains of seeds mixed in a vat. The result is a very tasty, which gave people the energy to survive until the fortieth day of travel and land on Mount Ararat. According to legend, the first Ashura had over 40 ingredients. Today, their number does not exceed 15.
Every Turkish city, in every Turkish village, every family has its own version of Ashura. Remain unchanged only chickpeas, beans, wheat and a variety of dried fruits. This week taken to be more kind and generous people. Though the kindness and generosity in this city always enough. Today on the streets of the city in the parks is free distribution of Ashur, the government share with people, and neighbors with neighbors. Perhaps I even manage to try it. However, this can be a sweet end of any dinner or just dessert warm on a cold day or night, when all of us do not have enough heat.
So last autumn days share with me a delicious new discoveries. And my heart is warm and cozy, as it should be in November, when the sun hid behind the clouds. Do not forget though to figure.
The idea of good people do not leave me on my way to
work, and probably not by accident. So it's time to think about the salvation
of mankind. Glues, or at the best part. Especially strongly this idea excites
Muslim countries. Most people have heard the legend of Noah, and I'm no
exception.
But it turned out that I did not hear anything. Ashur word or ten, I heard only here. According to legend, after forty days of wandering, supplies ended in November. And then he heard the voice again, he and his family are the remains of seeds mixed in a vat. The result is a very tasty, which gave people the energy to survive until the fortieth day of travel and land on Mount Ararat. According to legend, the first Ashura had over 40 ingredients. Today, their number does not exceed 15.
Every Turkish city, in every Turkish village, every family has its own version of Ashura. Remain unchanged only chickpeas, beans, wheat and a variety of dried fruits. This week taken to be more kind and generous people. Though the kindness and generosity in this city always enough. Today on the streets of the city in the parks is free distribution of Ashur, the government share with people, and neighbors with neighbors. Perhaps I even manage to try it. However, this can be a sweet end of any dinner or just dessert warm on a cold day or night, when all of us do not have enough heat.
So last autumn days share with me a delicious new discoveries. And my heart is warm and cozy, as it should be in November, when the sun hid behind the clouds. Do not forget though to figure.
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