Baby monkey Amina sits quietly on a tree branch, her tiny face full of sadness and confusion. She watches her mother move around, busy and distant, not noticing her soft cries or outstretched arms. Amina’s little hands tremble as she tries to get closer, hoping for a gentle touch or a loving glance. The world feels too big for such a small heart. Her eyes shine with tears, not from pain, but from longing. All she wants is warmth, comfort, and the simple love of her mother.