Abi Ahmed (Mr.)'s comments about terrorism in Parliament in 2006!

The colors of the sky painted a masterpiece that defied description, each brushstroke of light and shadow merging into a symphony of hues that ignited the soul. It was a sight that transcended the ordinary, a glimpse into the sublime majesty of the natural world.

As I stood amidst the swaying grasses of the meadow, I felt as though I were a part of something much greater than myself. The soft caress of the evening breeze against my skin, the gentle rustle of leaves, and the melodic chorus of birdsong filled me with a sense of profound connection to the earth and all its inhabitants. It was as if every living thing shared in the collective awe of the moment, united in reverence for the beauty unfolding before us.

The mountains, ancient and wise, stood as silent to leave the meadow behind, I carried with me the memory of that fleeting moment of perfection, a beacon of light to guide me through the darkness of the night.