Aseer Alkotb Be A Shabia, Hanan Lashin

The days pass, and it eat of our lives what you eat, and we are left with nothing but a history that each of us memorizes; To count how old it was, and wonder curiously what was left.

Between happy moments, and others in which we bemoan the time that we occupy and occupy us with a lot, we say it sometimes and honestly: I wish I had been born during the era of the Companions.

In this book, we will escape with that impossible wish to loved ones we knew from among the lines of the fragrant biography