Father and son

It was long time ago. We gathered with friends at a blessed night in the neighbourhood. (It could be the night of Qadr or Miraj). After some chat and friendly conversation, an old man started to tell us about the miracles that occurred in the month of Ramadan. Just then the small son of one of our friends started to play with his father’s ear opposite me. He was running his fingers through his father’s hair as if he was combing it. On the other hand he was looking at…

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