She sat holding her notebook and her pen tightly,

Tightening her grip too much it occurs to me that it would break.

She kept resisting her desire to sob, shaking as if she were a house facing a forceful earthquake hitting it violently.

She calmed down a bit and wrote:

"I am too young, daddy, to endure these burning pains.

My eyes see no end to the bitter days;

The coming of joy, or not, means nothing to me;

All I want is for my heart to be relieved from all this hurtful sadness.

I want to get rid of all these pains; happiness is superfluous,

All I want is a glimpse of relief.

I demand a truce with grief. Is this too much to ask, daddy?

Why did you have to go and leave me behind, daddy?

Why not take me with you instead of leaving me, here, alone facing my sorrows after you were gone?

Why leave me behind grappling with a death that never comes; alive but constantly dying?

Does it happen that a human being be spent by grief? I thought it strange till I experienced its reality.

You left me out of grief over my mother's death.

And here I am, daddy, warring with my own survival to join you both.

There is not a place left for me in this life after the death of you both.” Then she embraced her parents’ picture sobbing in an explosion of tears. She was weighed down by a sadness that choked her chest and burnt her heart.

Her mind stopped working, and she was haunted by passions; preyed upon by hurt, and the self within her abhorred all;

Even her books that kept her a prisoner in her room, reading, for days and months, nonchalant about what goes on around her.

The accursed disease devoured her mother, and her father died grieving over his lifetime mate.

She slept for a few hours, and then she woke up feeling as if a hammer shattered her head.

Her mind was melted by the severe pain, unable to endure the headache. She felt as if her head was split, and thus she searched her bag for some sedatives and took some.

She sought a hot cup of tea remembering the mercy of Allah, weeping violently until she calmed down.

She stood to pray, and she kept on praying and crying till she was overcome by drowsiness, and she slept in peace.