Zaid watched Bassam with a growing sense of helplessness. His friend was still behaving strangely—his mood was perpetually low, he was depressed, reading obscure books, and constantly isolating himself to either read or draw. He had withdrawn completely, not speaking to anyone, not even to Zaid.
Desperate, Zaid went to consult the school’s therapist. He explained the situation anxiously, hoping for some intervention.
The therapist listened patiently but ultimately shook his head. “I understand your concern, Zaid, but Bassam has to come to my office himself and ask for help. I can’t force any student to attend sessions against their will.”
Frustration boiled within Zaid. Just before leaving, he muttered under his breath, “If the parent of one of those rich kids with the white or blue car
