The siren of ambulance filled the atmosphere with somberness
But the world was sleeping still passing their muffling breath
Unaware that again they have to light their candle of hope
Which will as usual would fail to embrace every corner
The body shivered with that agony
Which is building up fire inside that innocent face
But only that scratch would be perceived which will act as a sign of sympathy and tears and loud cries
And not that burn of pain which could act as a sign of strength and valour and faculty
Her mother doesn't like the smell of hospitals which hovers like a bee in nose
Her father is not financially stable to move to court again and again
Her brother is not so quick-witted to give them again a way.... No matter if it will cost his life

Her trembling revengeful body was laid down on the peaceful white bed
Which too was soon drained by that hopeless Red colour of her frail body
Her hand was still quivering of the fear that...

Her parents were asked...