One night the entire village was in deep sleep. The boy Bayezid was studying in his room. His ailed mother was sleeping. Suddenly she woke up and asked Bayezid to bring a glass of water. He went to the kitchen to bring water. But the pitcher was completely empty. He looked for water everywhere in the house. But he found water nowhere. He was so much devoted to his mother and loved her very dearly. He felt great pity to his thirsty mother. He decided to bring water outside of the house. But the nearby water hole was far away from the home. He took the pitcher and started walking to the water hole. Reaching to the hole he filled the pitcher and returned home as early as possible.
He poured water into a glass and went to his mother. But he saw his ailing mother sleeping again. He thought for a while what to do. He thought awakening his mother may sour up her illness. So, he did not break his mother’s peaceful sleep and stood beside her bed with the glass of water in his hand.
The morning sun removed the darkness of the night. Bayezid’s mother woke up and found Bayezid standing at her side. At first she could not understand anything. But a moment later she remembered everything. The mother impressed with his son’s devotion to her and blessed him from the core of her heart. One day he became a great saint.