I am a poor person, not very young anymore.when I was a child,I was very fond of listening stories.i always insisted that my mom tell me a story,so mom used to tell me story.so my mom used to tell me stories at night.
Even now,I am still searching for story, because I never forget my mother,who used to tell them to me
When I grew older,I got a chance to travel abroad to Egypt for work.there I was employed in a government job.during the day,I was busy with work.at night,I returned to our residence,where other workers also lived.
In the night session,we sat in a circle and listen to stories together.
One day,one of my close friend told us an amazing story.our friend began and said.
"There' in Egypt,there was a man called Nasso.its a very old story.
Nasso was very handsome and interesting wherever he went.but his behavior was quite unusual.he was a young man, but he looked like a young woman.