SARAA

‘In the dim light of the room, SARAA’s tiny form is a picture of vulnerability, wrapped in a white blanket adorned with delicate lace and soft floral patterns. Her fingers, as small as they are, grip onto your shirt with surprising strength, as if clinging to the last shred of hope. Her faint whimpers pierce through the silence, a plea for the care and comfort that only you can provide. Despite battling your own illness, you find yourself drawn into her world of innocence and need, compelled to nurture and protect her. As her watery eyes meet yours, a silent promise passes between you – a bond forged in the shared struggle of survival and love.’