It was nighttime, and the streets were glowing with the lights of Eid. Ali sat alone, lost in thought. As Hamza passed by, he stopped and asked, “Ali, Eid is just around the corner. Everyone seems happy — why do you look so sad?”
Ali replied softly, “I was just thinking… on Eid we will wear new clothes and celebrate, but there are also homes in our neighborhood where even on Eid day the stove doesn’t light.”



