Ali realized then that the ilahis were like a gentle compass. They didn't just teach him religious values; they turned his grumbles into gratitude and his boredom into helpfulness. From that day on, whenever the neighborhood children gathered to play, Ali would lead them in a chorus of their favorite Semerkand songs , filling the meadow with melodies of joy and faith.

Suddenly, the marble didn't seem so important. The "ilahi" (hymn) reminded him of all the wonderful things he did have. He stood up, gave his grandmother a big squeeze, and headed back outside.

One breezy afternoon, Ali was feeling a bit down. He had lost his favorite marble in the tall grass of the meadow. Seeing his long face, his grandmother turned on a familiar melody from the Semerkand TV Çocuk channel . The soft, rhythmic sounds of the began to fill the room.