{"id":528,"date":"2021-01-03T11:49:19","date_gmt":"2021-01-03T06:19:19","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thetoad.in\/?p=528"},"modified":"2021-01-03T11:49:19","modified_gmt":"2021-01-03T06:19:19","slug":"old-mans-candy","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thetoad.in\/index.php\/2021\/01\/03\/old-mans-candy\/","title":{"rendered":"Old Man\u2019s Candy"},"content":{"rendered":"<p class=\"western\" align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Adobe Garamond Pro, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">In the olden days, there existed a small village in a far-off country. A few hundred people lived in the village in neatly arranged mud houses among paddy fields.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\" align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Adobe Garamond Pro, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">A man named Musa lived in the village. He ran a shop which was famous for a special sweet that he made himself. His sweets were considered the best treat in the whole village.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<figure id=\"attachment_530\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-530\" style=\"width: 974px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\" wp-image-530\" src=\"https:\/\/thetoad.in\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/01\/Old-Mans-Candy-300x185.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"974\" height=\"600\" srcset=\"https:\/\/thetoad.in\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/01\/Old-Mans-Candy-300x185.jpg 300w, https:\/\/thetoad.in\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/01\/Old-Mans-Candy-480x297.jpg 480w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 974px) 100vw, 974px\" \/><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-530\" class=\"wp-caption-text\"><span style=\"color: #ff6600;\"><em><strong>Picture by: The TOAD<\/strong><\/em><\/span><\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<p class=\"western\" align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Adobe Garamond Pro, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">Musa had grown old but continued making the sweets. Even after several decades, his sweets were a specialty for the villagers, young and old.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\" align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Adobe Garamond Pro, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">One day, a rich merchant was passing through the village. As darkness fell, he could go no further. He asked a family in the village for shelter. The family happily made him their guest.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\" align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Adobe Garamond Pro, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">Touched by the love and affection of his host, the merchant decided to settle in the village. He constructed for himself a small house and a shop, where he started selling candies bought from the town.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\" align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Adobe Garamond Pro, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">The villagers liked his candies and the merchant soon became famous. People from neighbouring villages started coming to his shop to buy the candies.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\" align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Adobe Garamond Pro, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">Musa was soon forgotten. His sweets were no more in demand.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\" align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Adobe Garamond Pro, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">To celebrate his success, the merchant invited his customers to lunch.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\" align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Adobe Garamond Pro, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">One day, Musa was sitting quietly in his shop. An old man, who could barely stand straight, walked up to him. \u201cCan I try your sweets?\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;\">Surprised as he had seen a customer asking for the sweets after a long time, Musa asked, \u201cWhy do you want to try the sweets when everyone likes the candies from the town?\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\" align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Adobe Garamond Pro, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">The old man replied: \u201cI had heard about the sweets you make when I was a young man. But I never got to taste it. Now, when I am here as an old man, I want to taste it.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\" align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Adobe Garamond Pro, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">His words brought a smile to Musa\u2019s wrinkled face.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\" align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Adobe Garamond Pro, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">As the old man tasted a piece of Musa\u2019s sweets, he also smiled.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\" align=\"justify\">\u201c<span style=\"font-family: Adobe Garamond Pro, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">Your sweets are tastier than the merchant\u2019s candy,\u201d he told Musa. \u201cAll you need to do is make people realise that they are only fascinated by something from the town. Try something new and set things right.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\" align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Adobe Garamond Pro, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">Musa said: \u201cBut I am too old to try something new. I am only good at making sweets because that is what I have done my entire life.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\" align=\"justify\">\u201c<span style=\"font-family: Adobe Garamond Pro, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">It is never too late,\u201d the old man said.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\" align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Adobe Garamond Pro, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">His words got stuck in Musa\u2019s head.<\/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, he made a large quantity of sweets. But this time he shaped the sweets like candies and wrapped them in glossy paper, something similar to the candies sold by the merchant.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\" align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Adobe Garamond Pro, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">Musa put a hoarding outside his shop, which read, \u2018Old Man\u2019s Candy\u2019.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\" align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Adobe Garamond Pro, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">At first, only a couple of people bought the candy. As the candy was delicious, it quickly became famous. Soon, people from neighbouring villages also came to buy the sweets.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\" align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Adobe Garamond Pro, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">Musa became more famous than he was before.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\" align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Adobe Garamond Pro, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">The merchant also came to taste Musa\u2019s sweets. He could not stop himself from praising it.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\" align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Adobe Garamond Pro, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">He stopped buying the candies from the town. Instead, he bought candies from Musa and sold them in the town.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>In the olden days, there existed a small village in a far-off country. A few hundred people lived in the village in neatly arranged mud houses among paddy fields. A man named Musa lived in the village. He ran a shop which was famous for a special sweet that he made himself. 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