In a bright little village lived a boy named Arjun. His best friend was Rohan. They were inseparable, sharing everything from snacks to secrets. Arjun came from a wealthy family, and Rohan always enjoyed the treats and toys Arjun shared.
However, life took a sudden turn when Arjun's father lost his business. The family's wealth vanished, and Arjun found himself struggling with poverty. He no longer had fancy toys or sweets. Feeling lonely and sad, Arjun reached out to Rohan for comfort. But Rohan, fearing that being seen with a poor boy would ruin his own reputation, turned his back on Arjun and said, 'I don't have friends like you.'
Years passed. Arjun worked tirelessly, overcame his hardships, and became a successful and respected man. In his old age, as he lay resting, he began to reflect on his life. Though he was surrounded by wealth and respect, a sharp pain pierced his heart whenever he remembered Rohan. The memory of being abandoned when he needed a friend most burned in his soul, even in his final days.
