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Mr. Javad's sincere help to Ms. Afsaneh; a man who considers work to be worship

On a bright and sunny day, when the sun shone like gold on the chest of the mountains above the city, Mrs. Afsaneh and her children stood by a cave that from a distance looked like a hidden opening of millennial secrets. A light breeze blew from the plain, causing the dry bushes to dance gently and charmingly. In this mysterious silence, Mrs. Afsaneh’s little son, Agha Hassan, with eyes full of motivation and a hand clenched with determination, made a decision: he wanted to go to the city and bring bricks so that they could start a great work. After a few minutes spent with indescribable enthusiasm, the roar of the pickup truck’s engine echoed in the silence, and Agha Hassan arrived, driving through clouds of dust, with a small suitcase and bricks arranged on the floor of the pickup truck like pieces of the future of a warm and intimate home. When he saw his mother standing and welcoming him, a smile so bright came to his lips that it seemed as if the sun had risen twice that day. Together, they unloaded the bricks, with hands that were covered in dust and eyes that sparkled with hope. But just as they were about to begin the work, the lack of water appeared as an obstacle before them. An empty water can was in Agha Hassan’s hand, and he immediately, without any pause, set off for the village below, where fate had arranged for him a new meeting and an interesting event. At the bottom of the village, in the green heart of a bend in the road, stood a small hut under the shade of sturdy trees. Beside that hut stood a man with a calm face and a penetrating gaze: Javad, a man who seemed to have an ancient bond with the land and its spring. When Agha Hassan showed him his water can and told him of their need, Agha Javad smiled as clear as the water in his spring. Without a moment's hesitation, he poured some refreshing water from the spring next to his hut into a can and, with kindness, he himself went to deliver it to the family. He sat with the family for a few minutes, listened to their stories, and left with a calm face, as silently as he had come. But the trace of his smile and kindness remained in their hearts. Mrs. Afsaneh thanked him with sincere respect, and then, together with her children, they began the work; a task that may have been the construction of a simple house, but its foundation was solidified by empathy, sacrifice, and the water that had bubbled from the spring of humanity. #KindnessInAction #RealLifeHeroes #VillageStories #EverydayActsOfKindness #HelpingHands #InspiringHumanity #SilentHeroes #FaithInHumanity #RuralLifeHeart #GoodPeopleExist