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The Boy Who Became a Bird

Join young Hasan in his sweet tale of love, loss, and hope, as he transforms into a bird and finds a new way to soar in the sky!

THE BOY WHO BECAME A BIRD

In a little town, where the sun shone bright, lived a small boy named Hasan, pure and full of light. He loved to care for birds and set them free, as they soared high, happy and full of glee. One day, while helping a bird with a broken wing, Hasan felt a great joy in the love he could bring. But an accident came, and he fell with a sigh, and in a shimmering flash, he learned how to fly.

A lively little town under a bright sun, children playing happily in the street, colorful houses with flowers, digital art, cheerful atmosphere, warm colors, close-up view, high quality, children having fun, charming scenery

In the sky, Hasan found his new home, as a little young bird, he would happily roam. He chirped with delight, and the clouds were his friends, soaring through the air, with no worries, no ends. Each evening at dusk, he thought of his town, where the children would play, laughing, not a frown. He missed his dear mother, the warmth of her embrace, but as a bird, he felt God’s endless grace.

One day, while flying, bright and so free, he saw a familiar face by an old olive tree. It was the Prophet Muhammad, gentle and kind, he looked up at Hasan, and his heart felt aligned. 'Oh little bird, how do you fly so high?' the Prophet asked softly, with a gleam in his eye. 'I was once a young boy, now a bird in the sky. Tell my mom not to worry; I'm happy up high.'

The Prophet smiled gently, as he listened with care, for Hasan’s kind spirit was always so rare. 'Every time I meet you in this bright, sky-blue domain, I will send your love to your family again. I will tell them your story, how you learned to fly, and in their warm hearts, your memories won’t die.' So up in the heavens, the boy filled with light, watched over his loved ones, both day and night.

As the sun set slowly, painting gold in the sky, Hasan, the bird, would let out a sweet cry. For he knew in the hearts of those he held dear, his spirit would soar, forever near. And whenever the winds whispered softly by, the children would smile, for they knew he could fly. A tale of love, loss, and hope filled with grace, forever in their memories, he'd hold a dear place.

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