Siraj afridi

@Siraj Gee

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The baby monkey sat by the pool… Crying again. Not because he was hurt— But because his mother was gone. She used to hold his hand, Splash water with him, Laugh every morning. Now? Only silence. Only memories. Only tears. The pool once echoed with joy… Now, it ripples with grief. Every drop in that water? Another tear from his tiny heart. And yet… He waits. Maybe tomorrow she'll come back. Maybe the pool will smile again. But for now— The baby cries. And the pool… Fills with silent sorrow.