From a school bench to dust

As a teacher going to the class with the same burdens everyday , leaving all what belongs to the world at the first step to the school. She went to sign and wait for her class to start when a voice called her informing her about "Amal" , her student , that she passed away before yesterday due to Dengue fever. There were two Amals in the class and she did not know which "Amal" passed away.

She went with great shock wondering whoever Amal passed away , hope has passed away. She passed away , leaving her bench empty for another student to fill as she was another number in the class. Another number in the family that when this number is alive, parents do all they can to save that number, and when it dies , the number is seemingly forgotten and buried under dust.

Amal was not a number , but she was a hope of her house that shines with hope. Moreover, there are many Amals in each house and within each family , that we hope and wish them long life.


We do not blame Dengue as it might have come as salvation of all kinds of suffering that Amal had. We only grief and mourn as she was taken as a young flourishing flower. And strongly give condolences and finally let it go when our Amal is hidden in a small hole wearing white as a bride and taken to real heaven.

I am sorry Amal we could not save you , but sure I am that you are in the best place now. We could not cure you as we were suppose to nor did we take care of you as we are helpless. However, you do not need our help now , as you are in GOD's hands.