{"id":501,"date":"2020-11-28T15:36:46","date_gmt":"2020-11-28T10:06:46","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thetoad.in\/?p=501"},"modified":"2020-11-28T15:36:46","modified_gmt":"2020-11-28T10:06:46","slug":"isa-ibrahim","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thetoad.in\/index.php\/2020\/11\/28\/isa-ibrahim\/","title":{"rendered":"Isa &#038; Ibrahim"},"content":{"rendered":"<p class=\"western\" align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Adobe Garamond Pro, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">It was sunny and warm in the beautiful town of Elefh. The sky was clear and blue like a canopy erected over the mountain peaks.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\" align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Adobe Garamond Pro, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">A young boy, Isa, who lived in Elefh, was sad. He had just turned 13.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\" align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Adobe Garamond Pro, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">He was sitting alone under a tree on the banks of the mighty river flowing through Elefh. It was getting late and the sun was about to set.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\" align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Adobe Garamond Pro, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">His father had been looking for him since morning. When he finally found him, the look on Isa\u2019s face worried him.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\" align=\"justify\">\u201c<span style=\"font-family: Adobe Garamond Pro, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">What is wrong, my son?\u201d asked the father.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<figure id=\"attachment_502\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-502\" style=\"width: 974px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\" wp-image-502\" src=\"https:\/\/thetoad.in\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/11\/IMG-20201128-WA0000-300x262.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"974\" height=\"851\" srcset=\"https:\/\/thetoad.in\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/11\/IMG-20201128-WA0000-300x262.jpg 300w, https:\/\/thetoad.in\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/11\/IMG-20201128-WA0000-1024x895.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/thetoad.in\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/11\/IMG-20201128-WA0000-768x671.jpg 768w, https:\/\/thetoad.in\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/11\/IMG-20201128-WA0000-480x420.jpg 480w, https:\/\/thetoad.in\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/11\/IMG-20201128-WA0000-572x500.jpg 572w, https:\/\/thetoad.in\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/11\/IMG-20201128-WA0000.jpg 1103w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 974px) 100vw, 974px\" \/><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-502\" class=\"wp-caption-text\"><span style=\"color: #ff6600;\"><em><strong>Illustration: Neha Kumari<\/strong><\/em><\/span><\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<p class=\"western\" align=\"justify\">\u201c<span style=\"font-family: Adobe Garamond Pro, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">Nothing,\u201d said Isa. \u201cI just have a wish that I think will never be fulfilled. I wish to become a wise man, wiser than most people. But I do not know how to do that.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\" align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Adobe Garamond Pro, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">Isa\u2019s father held his hand and together they walked home. On the way, he told Isa about a man named Ibrahim, who was said to be the wisest of all the men in Elefh.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\" align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Adobe Garamond Pro, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">No one had seen or met Ibrahim, but everyone had heard stories about him.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\" align=\"justify\">\u201c<span style=\"font-family: Adobe Garamond Pro, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">People say he lives in a solitary house up on a hill many miles from our house,\u201d father told Isa. \u201cI will take you to meet him.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\" align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Adobe Garamond Pro, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">In the morning, Isa and his father left to find Ibrahim.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\" align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Adobe Garamond Pro, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">The journey to the hill would take the father-son duo seven days.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\" align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Adobe Garamond Pro, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">They crossed villages and towns, rode horses and walked on foot till they reached the hill, which was hidden from the human eye by a long stretch of thick bushes.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\" align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Adobe Garamond Pro, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">The sun was exactly overhead, creating shortest shadows.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\" align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Adobe Garamond Pro, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">Isa was at the foothill, readying to climb.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\" align=\"justify\">\u201c<span style=\"font-family: Adobe Garamond Pro, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">You will have to climb alone. I am too tired,\u201d Isa&#8217;s father told him.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\" align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Adobe Garamond Pro, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">Isa began climbing, but midway up the hill, Isa sat under a tree to catch his breath. As he sat down, he was joined by a man who was also trekking.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\" align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Adobe Garamond Pro, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">Isa at once asked: \u201cWho are you? Have you met Ibrahim? Does he live here?\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\" align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Adobe Garamond Pro, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">The man gave Isa a long stare, but did not say anything.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\" align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Adobe Garamond Pro, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">Then he asked Isa: \u201cWho are you? Why are you here?\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\" align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Adobe Garamond Pro, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">Isa told him his reason.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\" align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Adobe Garamond Pro, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">Isa noticed that the man carried a walking stick and had a thick black blanket thrown over his shoulders.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\" align=\"justify\">\u201c<span style=\"font-family: Adobe Garamond Pro, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">Why are you carrying these things? It is neither cold nor slippery here,\u201d he asked.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\" align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Adobe Garamond Pro, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">The man got up and left without answering him, yet again.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\" align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Adobe Garamond Pro, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">Isa, after taking a good rest, resumed his hike. He soon found himself on a slippery slope. He grabbed a stick lying on the ground to support himself.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\" align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Adobe Garamond Pro, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">At the top, the air was cold and the wind strong. Isa took out a blanket from his bag and wrapped it around himself.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\" align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Adobe Garamond Pro, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">But there was no one on the hill, no house and no wise old man.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\" align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Adobe Garamond Pro, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">Disappointed, he immediately started to trek downhill.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\" align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Adobe Garamond Pro, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">The man he had met when he had stopped to rest was climbing uphill.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\" align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Adobe Garamond Pro, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">Midway, they met again.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\" align=\"justify\">\u201c<span style=\"font-family: Adobe Garamond Pro, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">Now, you know why I carried a blanket and a stick. You must know that wisdom comes when you walk the path. The more you see, the more you learn. The more you learn, the wiser you become,\u201d the man told Isa before continuing his hike.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\" align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Adobe Garamond Pro, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">Isa knew he had met Ibrahim.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\" align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Adobe Garamond Pro, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">He rushed downhill, where his father was waiting for him. On seeing Isa, he asked: \u201cDid you find Ibrahim?\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\" align=\"justify\">\u201c<span style=\"font-family: Adobe Garamond Pro, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">I found wisdom,\u201d replied Isa.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\" align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Adobe Garamond Pro, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">The look on his face told his father that Isa had got what he wanted. <\/span><\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>It was sunny and warm in the beautiful town of Elefh. The sky was clear and blue like a canopy erected over the mountain peaks. A young boy, Isa, who lived in Elefh, was sad. He had just turned 13. He was sitting alone under a tree on the banks of the mighty river flowing&hellip;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":502,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[16,59,9,58,13,12,11,8,57,56],"class_list":["post-501","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-stories","tag-amusing","tag-children","tag-children-stories","tag-do-not-give-up","tag-fairytales","tag-inspiring-tales","tag-kashmir","tag-kids-stories","tag-walk-the-path","tag-wisdom","enable-dropcap"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thetoad.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/501"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thetoad.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thetoad.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thetoad.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thetoad.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=501"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/thetoad.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/501\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thetoad.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/502"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thetoad.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=501"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thetoad.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=501"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thetoad.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=501"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}