
In a small village surrounded by golden fields, the season of harvest had arrived.
Farmers worked from sunrise to sunset, gathering the fruits of their hard work.
Every grain of wheat told a story โ of sweat, patience, and hope.
When the harvest was done, the farmers cleaned their hands and walked to the village mosque.
As the sun set behind the fields, the sound of the Azaan filled the air.
Men stood shoulder to shoulder, thanking Allah for the blessings of the land.
After prayers, they shared food, smiles, and stories.
The mosque became not just a place of worship, but a home for gratitude โ
a reminder that success in the field is only complete when one bows in thankfulness.
The harvest and the mosque โ two symbols of life, effort, and faith โ
show us that true wealth is not in what we grow, but in how we give thanks. ๐
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