The coffin of Noukhaza:
A small, dilapidated village, in which houses are wrapped around each other, compact as if they were one part. Its houses are made of mud, an indication of the poverty of this village.
Because today's generation does not like to read introductions, it is a generation of speed and a generation that likes to reach the end in the maximum time, a generation that loves reading but loves abbreviations, and loves writing with symbols, inscriptions and secrets.
Therefore, there is no introduction, but rather a simple beginning to introduce the topics of the book.
I started writing this on Monday, December 5, 2016 in Rabat, Kingdom of Morocco.
