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Baby in the trash
There is a flat in
the city, much the same as all the others, that houses eight
little orphan girls. Each of them was found in various places in
the streets.
A businessman was walking along the street one day and as he
walked he heard a sound. What was it that made him stop and
listen carefully? It sounded just like a small cat of which there
are thousands throughout the city. But this sound was familiar
and it struck a chord deep within. Perhaps a sound he made when
he was a babe, and which led to his mother's response to reach
for him. Now, he in turn reached down with his big, strong hands,
pulling away pieces of garbage and uncovered a baby. In surprise
and awe, he scattered the insects from its tiny frame, quickly
removed his expensive jacket, covering and sheltering the babe in
his strong but gentle arms.
Unwanted and too often despised, such babies are taken to the
local police station where they are sent on to government
orphanages.
A kind woman, decided she wanted to help some of these orphans,
so she put eight of them under her custody. She rented a flat and
hired four women to care for them. The babies are between three
and nine months old, so they will grow up together. Each woman
takes care of two babies. The place is spotlessly clean and they
are well fed and in better health than they were in the beginning.
They will grow up as sisters in Islam, forming bonds which
hopefully will last their whole lives through.
This kind lady will ensure they go to decent schools and become
educated. She will oversee their care and training, ensuring they
are treated with love and fairness in a world that seems to have
forgotten what is good and what is bad.
There are many such places scattered like stars through this
crowded city. Each little chubby face that turns and looks with
tenderness at her care-giver, sheds some light on a world that
has forgotten its trust. We are the care-takers of the world, the
guardians of truth and justice. The One to Whom these little ones
belong, will ask us about our neglected duty.
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