Muntaha al-Rayyeh
When al-Walid was almost eighteen, he let his black beard grow, and he was no longer the child I used to take care of. He started avoiding me. He was closer to Nael than to me, and I felt he was like some entity growing and developing, far away from me.
The imam from the mosque started asking for him to read the Holy Quran during Friday prayers and to recite prayers after him. Then he memorized the Quran, and I used to hear him reading verses out loud in his room. He won first place in the Quran memorization contest, and the Religious Endowment Ministry rewarded him generously. But afterwards he just kept to his room, quietly reading verses from the Quran and performing prayers. He quit reciting the Quran in a loud voice like he used to, as if he had hit upon a Quranic
