Before the age of forty, the world has stations that end with maturity.

Author's name: Hadi Al-Yami

On the journey of life and when passing through the stations of life, we drown in the details and lose the compass and do not know where the destination is, so it stops us at its last station in the most miserable and depressing places.

We continue the rest of the journey on foot, searching for a harvest we did not sow, and we end our lives crying over the ruins and regretting wasted opportunities.

The problem with this age is that when the time comes, you don’t know, and when you know, it’s too late. If you’re still in the midst of the journey, make sure of the destination and that you’re on the right path in order to reap the fruits of your labor.

Goodness and years of patience and suffering until you reach the desired oasis and the long-awaited dream. Even if the time has been delayed and the journey has ended and the train has stopped, be sure to plant a seedling.

For those who come after you, may the good impact remain and you reap the fruits of this path in the afterlife, the home of giving and permanence, the true home, the afterlife (Excellent is the final home).