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Chapter 1 - Unnamed

was a poor sixteen-year-old boy who lived in a small tin house beside a noisy road. His father was sick, and his mother worked in different homes to earn a little money. Every morning before school, Rafiq sold bananas at the bus stand. Life was hard, but he was known for his soft heart and honest smile.

One hot afternoon, while returning home, Rafiq saw a little girl crying near a shop. She had lost the money her mother gave her to buy rice. People looked at her but walked away. Rafiq checked his pocket and found only fifty taka — all he had earned that day. He needed that money to buy medicine for his father. He stood there silently, feeling confused and worried.

After a few moments, he remembered how his mother always said, "Helping others brings peace to the heart." Without thinking too much, he gave the girl the money. Her face lit up with happiness, and she thanked him again and again. Rafiq walked home slowly, worried about his father but feeling calm inside.

That night, a neighbor came to visit his father and heard about Rafiq's kindness. The neighbor shared the story with a local school teacher. The teacher was deeply touched and decided to help Rafiq continue his studies. Soon, Rafiq received free books and a small scholarship.

Years later, Rafiq became a social worker who helped poor children get education and food. He never forgot the day he gave away his last fifty taka. For him, true wealth was not money but humanity, love, and the courage to help someone even when life felt unfair.

was a poor sixteen-year-old boy who lived in a small tin house beside a noisy road. His father was sick, and his mother worked in different homes to earn a little money. Every morning before school, Rafiq sold bananas at the bus stand. Life was hard, but he was known for his soft heart and honest smile.

One hot afternoon, while returning home, Rafiq saw a little girl crying near a shop. She had lost the money her mother gave her to buy rice. People looked at her but walked away. Rafiq checked his pocket and found only fifty taka — all he had earned that day. He needed that money to buy medicine for his father. He stood there silently, feeling confused and worried.

After a few moments, he remembered how his mother always said, "Helping others brings peace to the heart." Without thinking too much, he gave the girl the money. Her face lit up with happiness, and she thanked him again and again. Rafiq walked home slowly, worried about his father but feeling calm inside.

That night, a neighbor came to visit his father and heard about Rafiq's kindness. The neighbor shared the story with a local school teacher. The teacher was deeply touched and decided to help Rafiq continue his studies. Soon, Rafiq received free books and a small scholarship.

Years later, Rafiq became a social worker who helped poor children get education and food. He never forgot the day he gave away his last fifty taka. For him, true wealth was not money but humanity, love, and the courage to help someone even when life felt unfair.

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