#### Hello friends, How are you all? I hope everyone is well. I am also well by the infinite mercy of Allah. Like every day, today I have come before you with a new post. Almost all kinds of incidents happen around us. The incidents are often instructive, painful, tragic, and inspiring. That is why today I have come with a story again. I hope you will enjoy reading my writing. ![IMG-20250729-WA0001.](https://cdn.steemitimages.com/DQmcppBG23MFmds9p6Dmp9USrbfcrTehwsjfQab5FfigK32/IMG-20250729-WA0001.jpg) [Edited by canva](https://www.canva.com/design/DAGuhikf384/M-I62O1XUlHjvXjOru9Kxw/edit?utm_content=DAGuhikf384&utm_campaign=designshare&utm_medium=link2&utm_source=sharebutton) #### **Touch of Love** Part- 30: The Light of an Unknown City After a long journey, Aryan finally landed in an unknown city. Skyscrapers, dazzling lights, waves of foreign languages in the crowded streets. The noise around him seemed new and scary at the same time. **But deep inside he only felt that the assurance of Aryan's eyes was still with him.** People from different countries of the world had gathered in the huge hall of the conference. Everyone was talking about education, development and dreams. Aryan stood up on the stage and said, **Our village is small, but love is big. Love teaches us how to break through the darkness and light the light.** There was rural simplicity in his voice, but there was the power of the heart in that voice.**The entire hall erupted in applause.** People from many countries came and said, your work has opened our eyes. **We never thought that love could be used as an education before.** Someone offered cooperation, **someone wanted to go and work in his village.** Arian understood, **The light of love is not only in the village, that light can spread to every corner of the world.** At the end of every night, Arian would sit alone in the hotel room and write a letter to Arani, **Even in the crowd of people today, I have found your face. There is a lot of light in this city, but the light of your eyes is my truth.** He could not send the letter, **but each letter remained a new promise of his love for Arani.** Even in the middle of the city sparkling with light, Arian was standing by the quiet river. He looked at the sky, the same sky, **under which Arani also stands.** **There is no distance between love and a melody in his mind.** #### Part- 31 coming soon... Thank you all for taking the time to read the post. Thank You all for Your. Love to Everyone. **[My identity:]** ***

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