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me immediately. In the top right and left hand corners on the picture were
two disks with writing I had never seen before, and I started to cry, but I did
not know why, however, I did know there was something spiritual about
them. I cried so much that when a friend came to visit me that afternoon they
asked why my eyes were so puffy, but that was my secret.
I tried to find out what the writing on the disks said, but no luck, and I didn’t
have a clue which language it was; I thought perhaps it was Chinese!
Then again, there was another strange thing, it was usual to have information
printed on the record that says where the picture was taken – but there was
nothing.
At that time, there weren’t many Muslims in England, and there certainly
weren’t any in my area or even a mosque. Every time I looked at the record
cover I still experienced the same very spiritual feeling – but what to do!
There was no one to help me.
two disks with writing I had never seen before, and I started to cry, but I did
not know why, however, I did know there was something spiritual about
them. I cried so much that when a friend came to visit me that afternoon they
asked why my eyes were so puffy, but that was my secret.
I tried to find out what the writing on the disks said, but no luck, and I didn’t
have a clue which language it was; I thought perhaps it was Chinese!
Then again, there was another strange thing, it was usual to have information
printed on the record that says where the picture was taken – but there was
nothing.
At that time, there weren’t many Muslims in England, and there certainly
weren’t any in my area or even a mosque. Every time I looked at the record
cover I still experienced the same very spiritual feeling – but what to do!
There was no one to help me.