In the name of God, the Most Gracious, the Most Merciful. Friday night, 4 Muharram 1448. A thought: I thought that colleague I was talking to would be helpful when I needed him. I asked him, after the common interest had been served, to send me something small that would benefit me without harming him. His response was, "Yes, a pleasant one," but I wish it had been, "No, a comfortable one." [1] Days passed until my need for that thing was gone! …
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In the name of God, the Most Gracious, the Most Merciful. Friday night, 4 Muharram 1448. A thought: I thought that colleague I was talking to would be helpful when I needed him. I asked him, after the common interest had been served, to send me something small that would benefit me without harming him. His response was, "Yes, a pleasant one," but I wish it had been, "No, a comfortable one." [1] Days passed until my need for that thing was gone! …