A debt that cannot be repaid even with millions of dollars

The boy was very pious. He had just entered adulthood. Attaining the pleasure of Allah was the main goal of his life. He understood the importance of good behavior towards his parents and he behaved towards them accordingly. It can be said that his behavior towards his parents was exemplary for others. As a result, people spread the word about his good behavior from mouth to mouth.

But within a few days, this good deed gave rise to pride in him. He started considering himself a great devotee of Allah, loyal and obedient to his parents and also started thinking that he had fulfilled all the rights that Allah Subhanahu wa Ta'ala had determined for his parents.

One day he said to his father, 'Father, you showed compassion towards me in my childhood and treated me well. So in return, I also want to treat you well. Moreover, for the sake of Allah, I behave well towards you, and I am eager to carry out your difficult orders. I make your orders easy and enjoyable for myself.'

The boy's father was a wise and prudent man. He listened attentively to his son; but he did not utter a single word that would hurt his feelings. He said, 'Father, I am very grateful to Allah for treating me well and taking care of me. My dear son, I do not have any hobbies or pleasures in life; I only have one wish. Do you want to hear what that wish is?'

The boy said, 'Of course, please tell me about that wish of yours, and I will fulfill it even if I give my life, In Sha Allah 34/163


The father said, 'I really want to eat an apple. Can you bring it to me?'

The boy had started mentally preparing himself to take on a difficult task; but what is this, his father's wish is to eat a little apple!

He said, 'Father, this is a very easy task. I thought you might be entrusting me with a difficult task.'

The father said with a smile, 'No, you can say this is my last wish.'

The boy immediately brought many apples and said, 'Father, here are the apples; eat as many as you want from here. I will bring more when I finish. I am obliged to carry out your orders.

The father said, 'No, no. These are enough. I don't need any more; but I don't feel like eating these apples sitting here. I will climb to the top of that hill that you see in front and eat these apples. So if you are really kind to me, take me to the top of the hill.'

The boy was quite surprised by his father's strange request; nevertheless, he obeyed his father's order to please him. With a basket of apples in one hand and the old father on his back, he climbed to the top of the hill. He made his father sit in a place and placed the apples in front of him. Then he politely requested his father to eat the apples; but he took one apple from the basket and started throwing them towards the slope of the hill. Then, when the basket was completely empty, the father said to the son, "Go, pick up the apples from below."

The boy could not understand what the father wanted. The father said again, "Where, go down. Pick them up quickly." The son obeyed the order. He picked up the apples from below and handed them to his father. The father took the apples in his hand and after a while started throwing the apples down the hill again. The boy was surprised. The father said, "Go, pick up the apples."

The boy went down again and picked up the apples and brought them to his father. This time, the old father took the apples in his hand and threw them down and ordered them to be picked up. This time, the boy was a little annoyed; but he controlled his anger and picked up the apples from below and gave them to his father.

After getting the apples in his hand, the father started throwing the apples down for the fourth time. This time, the son's patience broke. A look of intense anger became clear on his face.

The father, seeing his son's face like this, understood his condition. He gently placed his hand on his son's shoulder and said, 'My son, don't be angry. This is the place. In your childhood, you used to roll your ball down this mountain slope again and again. And do you know what I used to do? I used to pick it up again and again and give it to your little hand. Your behavior never bothered me or tired me in the slightest; on the contrary, I also liked it very much to see you having fun playing like this. I was willing to do anything to make you happy.' But how angry you were at almost the same thing!

It is necessary to feel from the bottom of your heart that the contribution of parents to us is incomparable. No matter how much we do for them; their debt can never be repaid. Therefore, we should respect, serve, and love them as much as possible. Pray for them, ask for forgiveness, and try to continue their good deeds after their death.