To Amal

About this book

In the darkness of distances destinies impose, and amid the rubble of silence disappointments leave behind, the tale is born to draw a thin thread of light linking a wounded father's heart and a daughter stolen from him before she memorized his features. "To Amal" is no mere chronicle of a memory, but a brave confession written with pain's ink, and an open letter addressed to the future, where little "Amal" dwells, the victim who did not choose her battle, and the name that inherited the grandmother's sanctity and giving before falseness assassinated its meaning. The writer takes us into the labyrinths of a marital relationship that began with purity's vows, to crash against the rocks of "poisoning whispering" and family interventions that turned the solemn marriage covenant into a cold deal of calculations. Here, we do not search for the guilty parties as much as we search for the lost truth under the rubble of deficient laws and media feeding on homes' ruin. It is the journey of a father who decided not to die in silence, so he chose the word to be the sword with which he defends his history, and the lifeline for his daughter so that fake narratives do not swallow her. The work's tone progresses from overwhelming nostalgia for "the first lady of giving's" memory, to stifled anger at the letdown of the closest, reaching a philosophical inspiration realizing that fatherhood is not blood running in veins alone, but a presence built with patience and a word of truth spoken when everyone falls silent. It is an invitation to every soul that suffered disintegration to search for its own hope, and an alarm bell for everyone who thinks breaking hearts passes without effect. Read it to realize that truths, however buried under falsehood's piles, remain alive awaiting the moment of dawn to tell the world: hope cannot be confiscated, even if presence is confiscated.