The scholar smiled gently. “Tonight, before you sleep, fill that jar with water. Then pray Ya Mughni —O Enricher—and leave the rest to Him.”
Rashid thought it strange, but he respected the man. He filled the jar with water, whispered Ya Mughni with all his heart, and slept.
A note, yellowed with age, read: “For the one who finds this—buy grain, bake for those in need, and never let the jar be empty again.” It was his own grandfather’s seal.
Rashid pointed to the jar. “I beg Allah every day for rizq (provision). But that jar has been empty for a year. I wonder if He hears me.”