Dreams Cut Short: Std X Boy Killed in Tragic Hit-and-Run on Way to Collect Hall Ticket

On his cycle, with hope in his eyes, A hall ticket quest, beneath open skies. His friend rode ahead, just a moment apart, Then fate struck hard, and shattered a heart. A dumper sped—he was thrown to the ground, Bystanders ran, but no help was found. From one hospital to the next he was led, By morning’s light, he was gone—just dead. His mother still waits, his books lie in place, An empty chair, a silent space. Four siblings now, but one is away, A dreamer lost on a cruel, dark day.