From the Platform to the Top His name was Saeed. Every day, he sat at the entra
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From the Platform to the Top
His name was Saeed
.
Every day
,
he sat at the entrance to the train station
,
his clothes torn and his face pale
,
extending his hand to people and saying
,
"Give me what God has given you
.
"
He slept outdoors and ate the scraps of charity
,
but his eyes held a strange gleam
,
as if a dream hadn't died yet
.
One day
,
a businessman passed by and noticed how Saeed carefully arranged what he was given and thanked everyone who gave him
,
even with a kind word
.
He approached him and asked
,
"Why are you begging
?
"
Saeed replied in a low voice
,
"Because I've lost everything
...
but I haven't lost hope
.
"
The businessman was impressed and asked
,
"Do you want a real opportunity
?
"
Saeed replied
,
"Even if it's small
,
I'm ready
.
"
He took him with him to his shop and assigned him the simplest job: sweeping the floor
.
Saeed worked silently
,
diligently
,
and without complaint
.
After a few months
,
he began reading about business
,
asking questions
,
and learning
.
His employer noticed his diligence and promoted him to assistant
,
then supervisor
.
Years passed
,
and Saeed decided to start his own business
.
He opened a small kiosk selling coffee and old books
.
People loved and trusted him
.
The business grew gradually
,
until he owned a chain of coffee shops bearing his name: "Saeed's Coffee - The Taste of Hope
.
"
Today
,
Saeed sometimes sits in a corner of his large coffee shop
,
looking out the window
,
remembering the sidewalk and the hand that once reached out to him
,
changing his life
.
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