The Mt Kenya Times
If I throw it into the depths of my heart I am sorry for my lonely mother,...
Poetry
He took the purple color from the blood of the martyrs and created chaman in the chest...
Mom, I looked for you again You entered my dream asking how I am Come, my father,...
This short story written by Shukur Kholmirzaev is a love story of three seemingly innocent teenagers, Jamshid,...
Those who have fallen into the depths of humanity Horses covered with golden water Those memories are...
A mother is such a breed that grows the future generation of tomorrow in her bosom. A...
Are you young or old? In different regions All in one stop “Young reader” contest. Knowledge...
In a small village, a 5-year-old girl lived alone with her father. They were a middle-class family,...
By: Zaripova Sevinch When talking about the opportunities given to today’s youth, it is necessary to point...
A school is called a mosque. Because, according to the words of the wise, a school is...