{"id":683,"date":"2021-10-10T17:51:03","date_gmt":"2021-10-10T12:21:03","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thetoad.in\/?p=683"},"modified":"2021-10-10T17:52:21","modified_gmt":"2021-10-10T12:22:21","slug":"hasan","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thetoad.in\/index.php\/2021\/10\/10\/hasan\/","title":{"rendered":"Hasan"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><span style=\"font-family: Amiri;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">Mrs. Shahid wakes up before dawn, with the first call by a Muezzin from the green masjid her modest house shares its fence with.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Amiri;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">This is her routine.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Amiri;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">She freshens up, lays out her prayer rug, and facing west, the direction of the holy Kaa\u2019ba, begins her morning prayer.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Amiri;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">Hassan tiptoes out of the bed after his mother and sits quietly watching her pray and recite the Holy Qur\u2019an.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<figure id=\"attachment_611\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-611\" style=\"width: 721px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\" wp-image-611\" src=\"https:\/\/thetoad.in\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/05\/WhatsApp-Image-2021-05-16-at-2.29.53-PM-225x300.jpeg\" alt=\"\" width=\"721\" height=\"961\" srcset=\"https:\/\/thetoad.in\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/05\/WhatsApp-Image-2021-05-16-at-2.29.53-PM-225x300.jpeg 225w, https:\/\/thetoad.in\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/05\/WhatsApp-Image-2021-05-16-at-2.29.53-PM-768x1024.jpeg 768w, https:\/\/thetoad.in\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/05\/WhatsApp-Image-2021-05-16-at-2.29.53-PM-480x640.jpeg 480w, https:\/\/thetoad.in\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/05\/WhatsApp-Image-2021-05-16-at-2.29.53-PM-375x500.jpeg 375w, https:\/\/thetoad.in\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/05\/WhatsApp-Image-2021-05-16-at-2.29.53-PM.jpeg 960w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 721px) 100vw, 721px\" \/><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-611\" class=\"wp-caption-text\"><span style=\"color: #ff6600;\"><em><strong>Illustration by: Neha Kumari<\/strong><\/em><\/span><\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<p>\u201c<span style=\"font-family: Amiri;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">What does it say, Ammi?\u201d he asks.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Amiri;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">His question brings Mrs. Shahid a smile.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p>\u201c<span style=\"font-family: Amiri;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">It asks us to be kind,\u201d she answers, without shifting her focus from the holy book.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Amiri;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">Hasan says nothing, his silence that of a man trying to absorb what he just heard, not of the 4-year-old he is.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Amiri;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">When Hasan leaves for his school later in the morning, he sees a dog with her four newborn pups. The same stray dog his mother used to feed their family\u2019s food leftovers.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Amiri;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">The dogs hide behind a box by the fence of Hasan\u2019s house.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Amiri;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">But when he returns from school in the afternoon, he sees only three bitterly crying pups.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Amiri;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">He rushes inside to tell Mrs. Shahid.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p>\u201c<span style=\"font-family: Amiri;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">Where do you think the dog and the fourth pup go?\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Amiri;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">Mrs. Shahid looks outside the window.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p>\u201c<span style=\"font-family: Amiri;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">Here,\u201d she calls Hasan.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p>\u201c<span style=\"font-family: Amiri;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">The dog is returning to the pups. But there is no sign of the fourth.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Amiri;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">As they watch and wonder, the dog takes one more of her pups in mouth and walks away.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p>\u201c<span style=\"font-family: Amiri;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">I think she is taking them somewhere safer,\u201d says Mrs. Shahid.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p>\u201c<span style=\"font-family: Amiri;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">Let us go play now.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Amiri;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">Hasan doesn\u2019t move an inch.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Amiri;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">He stays there, his eyes fixated on the box, watching the dog return every fifteen minutes to take her pups one by one to safety.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p>\u201c<span style=\"font-family: Amiri;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">Ammi, I want to see where she took them. Will you take me?\u201d Hasan tells his mother.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p>\u201c<span style=\"font-family: Amiri;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">Surely.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Amiri;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">Happy, Hasan embraces his mother.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p>\u201c<span style=\"font-family: Amiri;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">Thank you.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Amiri;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">He takes her hand, as she leads him to the spot where they find the dog with her four pups safe inside a hollow log on a barren piece of land.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Amiri;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">They see no houses in close proximity to the dogs\u2019 new shelter, so, obviously, there shall be less food for them.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Amiri;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">The dog recognises Mrs. Shahid, who understands the look in her eyes.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p>\u201c<span style=\"font-family: Amiri;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">Shall we go now?\u201d she says.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p>\u201c<span style=\"font-family: Amiri;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">Yes, mother.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Amiri;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">They merrily walk back home.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Amiri;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">Hasan gets busy playing and doing his homework.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Amiri;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">Mrs. Khalid cooks supper and calls everyone to eat.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Amiri;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">Hasan narrates the tale of the dog and her pups to his father, while they eat.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Amiri;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">After they are done, Mrs. Shahid packs the leftover band bones read in a steel box.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p>\u201c<span style=\"font-family: Amiri;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">Let us go, Hasan,\u201d she says.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p>\u201c<span style=\"font-family: Amiri;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">Where?\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p>\u201c<span style=\"font-family: Amiri;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">To be kind to the dogs hiding in that log.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Amiri;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">Hasan smiles, as they walk hand in hand towards the barren land.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Mrs. Shahid wakes up before dawn, with the first call by a Muezzin from the green masjid her modest house shares its fence with. This is her routine. She freshens up, lays out her prayer rug, and facing west, the direction of the holy Kaa\u2019ba, begins her morning prayer. Hassan tiptoes out of the bed&hellip;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4,"featured_media":611,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[16,205,202,12,11,8,36,203,204,206],"class_list":["post-683","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-stories","tag-amusing","tag-dog","tag-hasan","tag-inspiring-tales","tag-kashmir","tag-kids-stories","tag-kindness","tag-koran","tag-muslim","tag-pup","enable-dropcap"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thetoad.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/683"}],"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\/4"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thetoad.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=683"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/thetoad.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/683\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thetoad.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/611"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thetoad.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=683"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thetoad.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=683"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thetoad.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=683"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}