To Whom It May Concern
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Ongoing, First published Jan 21, 2021
Dear Laela,

You silently prayed for my presence, but actually I was there.
you silently hope that I will stay with you and I stay there.

How I wish you can  actully read this, to know  that I silently pray to him for the first time that he should've given me courage and not these eyes. 
That he should've given me honor and not these ears.

I saw everything, I heard everything but I'm not brave enough to do something.

I was there but I was just watching.
I stayed there but all I did was nothing.
I lost you not because I left you, but because I didn't do anything.





In this dangerous world, there are just 2 types of victims. Those who are brave enough to fight for what they know is right. And one who favor life over justice.
Do you think being silent and choosing to live is dreadful? And being brave enough to shout to the world was the ideal thing to  do?

People always dictate us what to do, because what society says is what they believe to be right.
Do we even know what is right?
What is right?  

This is an open letter addressed
To Whom It May Concern.
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