Ali was a smart and rich boy from "Angel district." Angel district had one beautiful street with wonderful houses filled with wealthy people.
The rest of Angel district had normal houses and apartments mostly rented to residents and only a few were owned.
Ali loved writing and his passion made him win several literature awards in high school. His articles were published in his school's monthly journal and some were great enough to be published in the local newspaper.
It was Ali's last year of high school and he had received a full scholarship in journalism.
Ali's father owned several apartment buildings, plazas and shopping stores in the district and his main income was based on the rents.
Ali's father was a cold hearten man who had no sympathy toward others. He even gave charity just to pay less annual tax, not out of generosity.
One day, Ali's best friend "Nima" asked Ali to come to his home at 7 Pm to study for their next day exam.
It was a rainy night and Ali always liked to walk or take buses instead of using his father's luxury cars.
When Ali got closer to Nima's place, he saw his father yelling and insulting Nima's father in front of all the neighbors and family members. Nima's father was a simple construction worker who was getting a little older with sever back pain.
This caused him to work less and struggle financially. For that reason, Nima's father was late on rent for more than three months. Ali's father asked them to evacuate immediately and Nima's father was crying in front of everyone. This scene broke Ali's heart. He decided not to approach Nima's house and went back home because he didn't want Nima to feel embarrassed.
That wasn't the first time that Ali had seen and heard his father's cruel behavior toward unfortunate people.
A few months passed when Ali's father threw a party and invited their rich neighbors.
The main reason for this was to get their votes on him becoming the representative of the Angel District.
To Ali, a representative had to be on the peoples' side; someone who could relate to their problems, not just be able to open better opportunities for rich people and try to be more famous and powerful themselves.
Ali wrote a powerful article about his father's actions towards Nima's father and many others in Angel District throughout the years and named it "I Choose Justice" and published it in the local newspaper.
It has become a habit for me to read and enjoy your life lesson stories every Thursday morning. I'm glad that Ali did the right thing.
I always read your stories and i feel that there is justice and love so…. there is hope for a better world!!!!
Sorry for the double comment but i didn't see it !!!!
Love the new format of your blog !
I would love to make the world a lot better and people nice and understanding for each other.
Let every one choose justice, like Ali did! Great pictures!
Most inspiring the story of Ali.weldone,dear!!
Oooh, exciting times in the inappropriately named 'Angel district' where justice it seems is a dish best served cold in newspaper by an upstanding son.
A fine story, wonderful photographs, meaningful message. What more could a reader ask for than that? 🙂 Thank you for posting.
A brave young man to stand up to his father in such a public manner.
Laleh, I like this layout so much better!
Young Ali chose not to emulate his Father, but rather chose his own path and justice for all. That required courage and integrity. I love this new format, it boldly yet pleasantly highlights your pictures and words. Thank-you!
Great story as usual Laleh, thanks!
and so is your writing Laleh!
Beautiful story. I always wait to read your wonderful stories with beautiful moral.
Hope more people like Ali will come up. We need to make this world a better place.
A brave, smart and good boy. I wonder what life will do to him?
Word Press is saying; I'm not quite sure I understand. Is this on your main blog post feed? I see your latest post, "Valuable Words", at the very top of the post feed.
From the WordPress reader you will be able to see all of your latest posts. Aha, I've just gone back to the homepage and I can see all of your posts now! Why could they be seen before?
What a beautiful and inspirational story!