June 2020
June 03, 2020
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The crazy king of gold  (AK) 

A long time ago a country was ruled by a very beautiful king. The king's name was "Mides". This king had innumerable gold from which he could buy cities of cities. He wanted his gold more than his life. ۔

Zainab Mughal
A long time ago a country was ruled by a very beautiful king. The king's name was "Mides". This king had innumerable gold from which he could buy cities of cities. He wanted his gold more than his life. ۔
No one knew where he got so much gold from. The king kept all his gold in the basement of the palace. He went there every day and counted the gold nobles and the gold bricks. She used to watch this move and make fun of it and say, "King, peace be upon you! Don't count your gold every day, even if it decreases a little."

  You have an idea of ​​how precious this gold is. Just look carefully at the necklace you are wearing. Isn't it beautiful? See how shiny it is."

 The queen said yes, it is really beautiful, even if it is very precious, but you can not buy happiness for us.
 You will never understand.  
The king's desire for gold was growing day by day. He loved gold so much that he named his daughter "My Gold". My gold was very lively.  She always said to her father, "Abajan! Look at these beautiful flowers, look at the dew shining on the grass."
The king says it is not as bright as gold, son! You will not understand. Like my mother, my gold did not understand how gold can be more beautiful than a flower.
Time passed like this. Now the king began to spend most of his time alone in the basement.
He would count his gold over and over again.
One day the soldier came to the court with a stranger to meet the king. The king also saw that there were no slippers on his feet.
The king asked, "Who is this man?"
Aali Jah! This man found us wandering on the road. He said, "I have gone astray. I have no place to live."
Maybe this man is from our city. You said he is lost. Arrange for him to stay and he will be our guest until we find his house.

 As the days passed, the king only knew that the silent old man was a stranger. The king had no idea that he was a friend of the jinn of the forest. Whatever he asked for.
A few weeks later, soldiers found his home.
That night the king was counting the gold in the basement. Then suddenly a jungle appeared there.
The king was very surprised to see her and said, "Who are you and why are you here?"

 Jin Bola I am the jinn of the forest, Mides.
How do you know my name? 
The jinn of the forest laughed and said, "What shall I do with gold? It is of no use to me. I have come to thank you."
Thanks for what
The old man is my friend whom you have taken the best care of. I am very happy with your table setter. I have come to fulfill one of your wishes. Tell me, what do you want?
The king did not trust his ears that he could ask for anything and he knew what he wanted. He said I need a ship full of gold. No, I want a whole house full of gold. No, that is not enough. I know. What can make you happy?
Give me a touch of gold. I want everything I touch to become pure gold.
I promise to fulfill your wish, as soon as the sun rises tomorrow, whatever you touch will turn into pure gold, but remember, king, this wish of yours will not be able to keep you happy, all gold. Can't buy happiness

 The king laughed and said in his heart, "How will this angel of the forest know the price of gold? I will now become the richest and happiest person in the world."
The king could not sleep all night because of his happiness. He was anxiously waiting for the morning to come.
In the morning the king was very anxious to know whether or not his touch turned things into gold. He touched his bed and it turned into gold. Then the king began to touch everything where
Till his hand could go.

 "I don't need to hide my gold anymore," the king exclaimed.
Let's go out and turn the whole place into gold. The king went out in a big way and he touched everything and it turned into gold, then he went to the garden and touched every tree and plant to sleep. Made of

 I am tired of running from place to place. I have the whole kingdom left. To turn it into gold, I have to show my kingdom how I turn everything into gold, but now I am hungry and I have to eat something first. The king said this and returned to the palace.
There were many dishes on the table only for the king and as soon as he touched the glass for drinking water, it turned into gold.
The king was very upset to see this.
I am very thirsty where the water inside it went. As soon as he touched something to eat, it also turned into gold. Now the king became very frightened.
Oh, what will I eat now? I am very hungry. I can't eat or drink gold. Will the richest king of the world die of hunger? The king became very sad. He kept looking at all the food that was kept there. Had become and was of no use to her then her daughter came running in from outside and before the king could think of anything her daughter ran and hugged her and as soon as the king to remove her When I touched it, it also turned into gold.

 "No, my gold, my daughter," said the king, weeping loudly.
My gold had now turned into a shiny beautiful statue that was beautiful but lifeless. She could not move. The king was upset to see that his dear daughter was not with him even though he was with her.

 Oh no, this is what I did, my Gold, I don't want this kind of happiness, King Zaroqtar cried and ran to the city so that he could get help from the jungle, he reached the basement and shouted loudly. After a few moments, the jinn appeared in the forest and addressed the king. What is the matter? You look very sad. It has been a while now. Your wish has been fulfilled. Have a second wish?
Oh God ! I beg your pardon. What is the use of such happiness that separates me from my daughter? What will I do with things that are made of pure gold? I can't even eat them. What can I do with gold water that I can't quench my thirst, my real happiness is my daughter but now she can't say anything, what can I do with the pure gold that took away my daughter's smile, please take all my gold just take all my My daughter, give me back my gold. I now understand that gold cannot buy all happiness.
After listening to the king's words, he said, "O king, you have understood the truth today. Gold will one day go away. It is necessary for man to have true love and his own kindness which never dies." He gave a bottle and said that this bottle is full of magical water. Sprinkle a few drops of it on the things that have become gold. With the help of water, those things will become like before.

 The king took the bottle from them and said thank you very much. Then the king took the magic water and ran to his daughter and quickly sprinkled some drops on his daughter. As soon as the drops fell, my gold came to life, the king said. He took his daughter in his arms.
Abajan! What happened here? Nothing. I will fix everything in my daughter now. Then the king put some drops of food on the food which had turned to gold. Then he went to the garden with his daughter and this magical water. As the drops began to fall on the trees and plants, the king felt the natural scenery for the first time.
After transforming all things into their original natural form, the king, with his daughter and wife, placed them on the breakfast table and began to eat the things that were there. Never before had the king found breakfast so delicious. He drank water and quenched his thirst.

Both the king's daughter and his wife were amazed at the sight. Now the king had stopped counting the gold that he had stored in the basement. He now began to spend his time with his daughter and wife. He began to enjoy the smallest things around him. Now he had become the richest man in the world
June 03, 2020
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Asim was my childhood best friend. He was very intelligent. He was beautiful and lucky, but very proud. In our small village, his family was highly respected. Every member of his family was respected in the eyes of Sharif and others.
Everyone in the village knew him and looked at him with envy. He took special care of the needy. The cost of many houses was borne by this house. He was also very wealthy, the sole owner of thousands of acres of land, many farms and gardens were his property.

 Asim and I used to study together in the only school in the village. Everyone in the school respected us both. All the teachers loved Asim very much.

 It was the only house in our village that smiled like a beautiful palace amidst lush gardens and lush green fields at the end of the settlement.

 A canal was flowing behind him. Our education was also going very well. In the beginning Asim was also the owner of the next seat of the class like me, but gradually his attention was diverted from education. He became arrogant and now Our friendship was not the same as before.

 He had lost his dignity with bad friends. As he grew older, he lost respect for his teachers. He had become accustomed to being proud of his family and his wealth. His bad habits began to show, but my relationship with him remained bad.
Whenever I would advise him, he would go to Brahman. Even so, I kept advising him. Many teachers tried to correct it, but to no avail. As the years went by, he was succeeding only because he was the beacon of a noble family. Otherwise, his abilities would not be sharpened and he would not be interested in any other art. He says that time is not always the same. He lived and something like this happened to Asim.
As our tenth test approached, one night, strong winds began to blow, which soon took the form of strong winds. The storm was raging. The morning came this year when the big trees had uprooted.
The storm had destroyed the entire crop. Many buildings had collapsed. The magnificent bungalows were also damaged. Thousands of people had died and Asim's entire family was in trouble. Only a few survived.
Among them was Asim. His parents had also passed away. At that time, Asim was about 18 years old. All his property had been destroyed and other people in the village had also suffered heavy losses. The only school in our village was destroyed by the storm.
At that time, the condition of Asim and me was indescribable. A few days later Asim gave up his education, but I continued my bad education and my friendship with Asim. I went to Lahore to pursue higher education. During this time I tried to take Asim with me. But he did not agree.

 After some time, the letter and the book also ran out. Similarly, as the years passed, about 20 years later, he returned to his hometown and was promoted to a senior position in the education department. It was sad to learn that he sells ice cream in our neighborhood.
When I met him, he kept looking at me in frustration. After a while reminiscing about my childhood, when I was leaving, he raised his hand and said, "Dude, if you have some money, help me." Go I was very sorry to see her in this condition.
But it was all the result of his own mistakes. Beware! Asim's story teaches us to never disobey our elders and to give thanks instead of pride for the blessings bestowed by God Almighty.
June 03, 2020
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We do not hear every day like this previously. Extraordinary events. The story of the bank employee who shook the banking system in the Gulf.
We exclusively tell you what happened with Amna, 38 years old, from Jeddah. Bank employee at the women's branch in Jeddah.
Amna is a diligent employee, a conservative and religious woman, who has worked for 14 years at the bank. We tell you the story from the investigation room.

Working at the bank was stressful, Amna said. I dealt daily with a lot of clients. To meet their needs. The bank's clients were diverse and different. Including housewives, teachers, government and private sector employees. Also businesswomen and princesses.
My monthly salary was normal and average. Dom was my ambition is high and my dream is to achieve a higher salary.
I will remember my first year at the bank. I never saw large sums. I don’t remember the first time that I see Mrs. Inaam’s account. My hands shivered. This was the first time in my life to see a bank account of 125 million riyals. Of course, you are surprised then. What are the bank accounts for? Oh yes. Many accounts with large sums, God willing, what you can imagine !!

I like you. The first time I did not know how to read this pretty crazy number. Then I got used to it. I started following big accounts daily. Especially the Inaam account. ATM operations, credit cards. Purchases in London, Paris, Milan. Luxury hotels in Switzerland.
I did not intend to steal. And I never imagined that I would sit in the interrogation room.
Every year I started applying to the bank and showed great accounts. Princesses of their accounts in millions. My passion increased to become a franchise banker. And I have millions.
Cattle. She is a doctor, a very classy lady who works at the Specialist Hospital. She works in the field of plastic surgery. Years experience.
The thing that crazy my mind. Where does this money have? Her salary is 100 thousand riyals a month, God willing, he will enter her account in the bank and see the transfer. But the thing that surprises me. Enter large sums of money again. Ok, where does he get her 2 million riyals a month ?!

With time, Inaam and I became in good terms. We chat via WhatsApp. We send some pictures of the children. In the holy month of Ramadan, we used to talk about cooking and share some recipes of Saudi and Syrian cooking.
The thing that made me lose my patience. It was a new account in the bank. Which within a year since its opening began to enter half a million a month.
As you know the bank system is very fortified and monitored. Only the person who manages the account with the client can access the account. And if you entered. You must prove the purpose of entry. When I entered the account was a shock to me. The owner of the account is Isra. 19 years old.

How ?! She is 19 years old and has an account with an income of this size. I started to check and check the documents. And surprisingly, the account holder, Israa, was the daughter of Dr. Inaam. This was a shock to me.
Here was the turning point. I started checking and checking the source of the remittances. I found that there are 125 accounts that receive remittances from the same company.
After 24 hours, I was able to get to the investment company. And here was the defining moment. It was confirmed then, God willing, I will enter and participate with them, but I will enter strongly !!
The most important question I asked the company. Is investing with them permissible. Because I do not want to enter me and no forbidden fils. And thank God their system is 100% Islamic. Their trade is safe and their direction is very strong. It started with a portfolio of 20 thousand riyals. I started trading with oil and safe goods.

in this period. The bank's security system is starting to track my steps. On Monday, rumors began to circulate in the bank about the presence of a thief. When I was walking in the bank’s offices, I could feel that everyone turned to strange looks. On the day of the spring, the investigators entered my office and took me for investigation. The charge steal information from the bank.
I tell my story now and remind investigators ask me. Why did you enter the accounts? I answered with confidence, curiosity. I wanted to win like them.
They asked me: Where did you get 25 million in the account? And 8 properties. I answered with confidence: These are profits from halal investments. The investigators were surprised and shocked. Actually your transactions are legal and sound

I was released within two hours. But I was fired from the bank.
Quite frankly, I do not regret anything, on the contrary I am very grateful to the bank, for cursing and for all the people who had an income in my story. Were it not for everything that happened with me, I wouldn't have known the company.
In fact, I am especially grateful to the investment company. That invested with it.
Today I'm sitting at home. Separated from work. Good and wide and money exist, praise be to God. And money enters me every month.
I missed you and supported my girlfriends at the bank. I am more than able to leave the house and help and contribute from my time to associations.
At this point in my life, I have been able to decide and what suits me best and I can help and contribute.
Today I received a letter from my former manager who separated me from my work.

Update: The newspaper received hundreds of emails asking about the name of this company and how to join it after the news spread and we learned from reliable sources that there are a lot of senior Gulf businessmen and women who are investing in this company

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