In the middle of the sea a ship mess after the hurricane. The survivors of a passenger ship floating in a solitary Island floating pouchalo. After the first prankhule to God for saving her life thanked. Every day he would come on the banks of the island if no ship there came hope. But every day he would come back in despair. Meanwhile, at the beach, he built a little for him. Sea fish and fruits from the forest hunting he is alive.
Meanwhile, he one day went into the forest in search of food. From the forest when he came back, saw that her cooking stove is the whole House of fire from the ashes and smoke filled the sky is black. The man was screaming, shrieking
"Oh my God, you are my destiny it was!"
The next morning in her sleep the sound of a ship bhanlo. The ship in the direction of the island was to rescue him. He was surprised,
How do you know I'm trapped here after! "
The ship's captain, "your candles, smoke signals. '
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A failure will not be disappointed, trust in God sabasamai, God is everything; Its creation is good for something. Let's all give thanks to God ... "Amin"
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