Okay so first thing is that I want to make it crystal clear, the story that follows is not written by me, I have a friend who wrote it for some kinda international competition and so I helped her with corrections and proofreading and then asked her if I can publish it separately on wattpad and she said yes I can *squeals* so this content must not and I repeat MUST NOT BE COPIED.
Finally the story goes like this:There was a family living in London. There were five members in the family. Grandpa, grandma, mother, father and Waqas known as Wikki also. Waqas was the beloved son of Mr.and Mrs. Salman. He was loved by his Grandparents too, they were very religious people. They always taught Waqas good and religious things, as he was born in London and was far from his nation Pakistan, so his grandparents taught him about love, humanity happiness and sacrifice for his nation and the nation he lives in too.
Mr and Mrs Salman were happy with there son, Waqas was emotional person and felt bad about those in poverty.
Fifteen years later Waqas became a doctor so his father asked him what he wanted as a reward? And so Waqas told them that he wanted to return back to his beloved country and work for their development. His parents agreed and so they packed their belongings and travelled back to Pakistan.
When Waqas finally reached Pakistan, the major difference he noticed was the rate of illiteracy, he noticed that education is the least prioritised thing in his nation.
Waqas shared his views with his grandparents and they were saddened too, about the conditions of their nation and so they encouraged him to work for their nation. And so the boy opened an NGO which provided help for all purposes like poverty, hunger and education of little to adult people.
Once he was in a hurry back to home as he had to celebrate his grandpa's 80th birthday with pomp and splendour so he was driving through a highway but his car collided with a truck and he got seriously injured. He was taken by paramedics to the city hospital and the doctor diagnosed him with a brain hemorrhage the news spread to the people he helped and his family members and they started praying for him for his betterment.
When a person who was helped by Waqas earlier learnt about his ill condition he got sad and visited the mosque to offer prayers for Waqas's betterment, the Imam of the mosque knew him and when he saw that he was gloomy the Imam asked him the reason and so he told the Imam how Waqas helped him in his worst days and now how he is in a hospital fighting for his life. The Imam told the person about how there is a tomb not too far away from the mosque very renowned about how all the prayers are answered by Allah if we sacrifice our beloved things on that tomb, the person took the advice of Imam and went to the tomb. He sacrificed his beloved watch which was the last gift from his father and prayed for Waqas life. His prayers were answered and Waqas got better day by day.
The person who prayed for Waqas wasn't some ordinary man, he was a lawyer who was helped by Waqas in his days of poverty when he couldn't help himself to gain higher education Waqas helped him by giving him money needed to complete his academic education.This act of kindness proves the saying:
"Do Good And Good Will Come To You"This is not a spiritual story and it isn't written to harm anyone's beliefs so before bothering me with rude remarks on the content above make sure you read this.
Love Mana❤
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