Who will set the world right for children like Hamid? Caught between death and Hamid's God, his ( Hamid's) lonely fight to find his father ends with his (father's) boat now painted red with the paint that he believes his Allah had sent.
There's God. And he walks amongst us. Helpless. And there are angels, often with broken wings!
Broken wings are still wings. They still can dream of scaling the deeper blue, the vast expanse shimmering with hope and inviting...