The dead do not grow old

Author's name: Amir Al-Attar

"He just remembered the memory that brought him here, so he looked at his girl's room, then looked around in amazement, and began to mutter to himself: Has life been wasted in vain? Have the days we lived here been erased so easily to be replaced by this deadly desolation?"
After his daughter's suicide, he finds himself stuck between two times: a heavy present in which everything is falling apart, and a past to which he returns in scattered images. A song reopens the wound that he failed to forget, and its repercussions continue, confirming that sadness lives with us despite all our attempts to move on, and that the absence of one person is capable of irrevocably changing many destinies.