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AVENGER WARRIOR 🥷🏿🩸 [ A mystical story ] I was thirteen years old then. My mother died of some disease a year and a half after I was born. My father knew martial arts perfectly. He taught the secrets of battle to young children from rural families and other places, and did not charge them for it. For a living, he drove people around the streets of China and brought them to their destinations. There were also schools that taught the secrets of war, but many people did not give their children to them and brought them to my father. The teachers of that school did not like this situation. At the end of every month, representatives of martial arts would fight among themselves in remote places, and if someone lost, they would pay a large sum of money to the winner. Although my father was a strong fighter, he was far from such battles. I used to tell my father to go to that battle sometimes. As for my father, he used to tell me: "Son, I have no wealth in this life except you, and money can be found, whether it's a lot or a little, if you're content, you'll get everything. " The month was coming to an end, when suddenly there was a knock at the door. I opened the door and there was no one there, my father was in the backyard. I looked here and there, there was a paper near the door. I took it in my hand, something was written on it, I took it to my father. My father read the paper and asked who gave it. And I said that someone left it near the door. My father's face became sad. On the morning of August 30, my father came to me and said: "Son, I have to go somewhere. Be a smart boy and stay at home. "I will come soon," he said. Even if my father got down late, he would not come. Three or four of the villagers were carrying something in a cart and crying. I looked at them and the cart in wonder. They opened the cart and everyone cried when they saw the person lying inside. I slowly looked inside the carriage, and when I looked, my father was lying in a state of death. I hugged my father and cried. People say that the trainers of the martial arts schools together tried to kill my father, and those written words were also a letter of invitation to fight. From that day on, I swore ___ that I would take revenge on the savages who killed my father . I left these places to work on myself, I went to hidden places at the edge of the forest where they couldn't find me. For seven years, I studied martial arts in depth by reading my father's manuals. The fire of revenge was burning inside me more and more. The day I've been waiting for has come. I put all the coaches I knew and knew one by one, in the same situation as my father. Then I nailed it to the crosses at the edge of the forest and hung it. I hung the words: "My father never died and will never die" in big words around the neck of each of them. After that day, I went to far away places and continued to teach children martial arts, following my father's instructions. Forgive me, father, I did this for you, and those who killed you unjustly ended up like this themselves. This is a very wrong thing to do, but it was my decision, and mine alone. I will never regret it, ever...! 📜Author: Mirzohid Farrah ✍🏻

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KULIB YASHA, XASTA KOʻNGLIM 🧡🦋 Gʻamlar kelsa, eshigingni ochma endi, Majburdirsan, kulgu bilan qadam tashla. Shodlik kelsa, har tarafga qochma endi, Kulib yasha, xasta koʻnglim, kulib yasha. Yaralaring bitib ketar, ishonsang menga, Soʻnggi umid chirogʻingni yoqishni boshla. Bu buyruqmas, xafa boʻlma, maslahat senga, Kulib yasha, xasta koʻnglim, kulib yasha. Dunyolarga o't tushsa ham, boʻlib soʻnggi kun, Soxtamassan, doim magʻrur boʻlib yasha. Mayli seni deyishsinlar, holingni yupun, Kulib yasha, xasta koʻnglim, kulib yasha. Bilayapman, sen armondan biroz charchading, Sham boʻlmagin, vulqonlardek yonib yasha. Aytar boʻlsang, Allohimga aytgin dardlaring, Kulib yasha, xasta koʻnglim, kulib yasha. Qara, kelayapti, sen kutmagan nurli kunlar, Har tonglarni, shukur bilan boshlab yasha. Begonalar boʻlib ketsin, bedor tunlar, Kulib yasha, xasta koʻnglim, kulib yasha. 26. 06. 2024. 📜Muallif: Mirzohid Farrah ✍🏼 • Surxondaryo viloyati Qumqoʻrgʻon tumani •

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