Lemons of life
As the rains poured from the floodgates of the skies with drops resounding on the roof, capturing moments was a passion she had since childhood. Her father, Karim, a northerner and a trader, that fell in love. He always took her on his bicycle to the big city to visit the library; his love for literature was endless. She would always wander to the photography section just to enjoy books with vast collections of artistic expressions compressed into single photographs. As her thoughts wandered away, her mother coughed from the corner of the room. Her mother had been showing symptoms of Hepatotoxicity, which was very common along the creeks due to numerous oil spillages that were barely cleaned. These spillages poisoned both fishes and crops, slowly poisoning the people. The only hospital for miles could only provide pain killers and antibiotics, which were barely enough to keep these victims from crossing to the afterlife, just like it did to her beloved father. ...