She grew up in a small village, where every evening the fragrance of the fields spread as the sun went down. Her name was Siya, and her dream was to one day go to a big city and become a doctor.
I, Arjun, was a simple boy from the same village. We first met in school when we attended a mathematics class together. There was a sparkle in Siya's eyes, and I found myself lost in everything she said.
Slowly, we began to build dreams together. Siya dreamed of going to the city, and I promised to hold her hand through it all. But as time passed, fate changed its path.
Siya received a scholarship and left for the city. I stayed behind in the village, as a farmer's son, waiting for her return. Every month, a letter would arrive from her, telling me how far she had progressed in her medical studies.
Then one day, another letter came. But this time, it said she would never return home. After becoming a doctor, she had taken a job in a distant city and decided to separate from me. I fell silent.
Because the dream we had once seen together... had now become mine alone.
Today, I am still in that same village. The same fields, the same soil, the same old school... but the biggest part of my life is filled with emptiness.
Siya's memories rise with me every morning, and leave me lonely every night.
Some dreams are never fulfilled... they simply leave behind life's greatest lesson.