This is the story of two friends .To fulfill their dreams. This tells me that there is no way to do this. You cannot choose any destination to fulfill your dreams. He has reached the destination by following the path. This is the story of two friends who live in this city.There is no response to messages on the phone. Same city: same place: but now different pathsThe story has not started yet. The city was sleeping, but there was no sleep in his eyes. Because he has to decide.That second time someone got a smile and got hope. The hope of changing times. The story starts from this place. But a lot has changed today. When a person seems to be far away from someone. Like this past.Both had big dreams. The destination was far, but not so far that it could not be seen. People say, "The rich have big dreams."There was a difference in the thinking of both. Perhaps this difference became the rift. Both studied together and were punished together.Both chose different paths. One said it is necessary to try. One asked what would happen to the house.I set out and went to my dream city. Neither of us made any promises that night. Shayad yehi shi tha. One person was recognized. One was still struggling, struggling and hoping.Childhood friends are never far away but both of them had drifted apart. Now that was not a childhood thing. Calls would come, messages would come.
There was no longer that thing in his words. That was the city. But both friends were not the same.One was standing on the roadside, daring to take a decision. Coming second on time. No one had the courage to call each other.
who was it? who wronged? Shayad this question was wrong. Because there is no single floor. And each path does not make a story and many lessons are taught along the way. And this story has not yet started.This was just that place, From where the story was about to show its true face. Before turning the next page, make sure that you are with your friend.