Once there was a boy whose name was Walid. Walid was a very mischievous boy who never listened to his parents. He was about 9-10 years old. Sometimes throwing things, being rude or just disturbing others. His parents were poor and no matter how much they tried, Walid would never listen to them. Once he was roaming in the street, when he saw a man who was a good Muslim. He decided to disturb the man whose name was Mustafa. What Walid decided to do was that he saw a muddy puddle and went and jumped in it. As he man was near, all his dress got spoilt. The man got angry of course got angry but ignored it, but Walid did not at all care. The next day Walid thougt,'' Yesterday I splashed mud on the man but he didn't say anything so why not try again?'' and decided to do the same nasty thing again. He waited for the man near the mosque. When he saw Mustafa he again splashed in the puddle and again the man's dress became dirty. The man again became angry but ignored it once mre. Upon returning home, the man's wife whose name was Amina, questioned her husband about his dirty dress. The man replied,'' There is a boy in the street that splashed the puddle and my dress got spoilt. I am afraid this boy is very naughty.''