a little girl in a pink dress standing next to a wall

Chapter 1: The Beginning of a Storm In the bustling streets of Karachi, where life moves at a frantic pace, lived a family of four. Saima, a spirited 8-year-old, was the apple of her parents’ eyes. Her father, Arif, worked long hours as a taxi driver, while her mother, Nida, balanced household chores and part-time work at a local tailor shop. They lived modestly but happily, cherishing their time together. As the monsoon season arrived, it brought more than just the sound of raindrops tapping on tin roofs. Hidden in the puddles, the stagnant water in discarded tires, and forgotten containers in alleyways, lurked the menace no one saw coming: dengue fever. One evening, Saima returned home from playing outside with a fever. Nida dismissed it as exhaustion. "She was running around all day," she said, tucking Saima into bed with a cool cloth on her forehead. Chapter 2: The Fever Grows By the second day, Saima's fever had spiked. Her cheeks flushed red, and her tiny body trembled. "It’s just the flu," reassured