Birthday Boy
It all started in the dusty lanes of our small town neighborhood, where the summer sun baked the concrete and friendships formed like unbreakable pacts sealed in sweat and scraped knees. I was Ankit, the quiet kid with a quick laugh, always the one organizing cricket matches in the empty lot behind the market. Ajay moved in next door when we were eight—lanky, with a mop of unruly black hair and a grin that screamed mischief. He was the storyteller, spinning wild tales of ghosts and adventures that kept us up past bedtime. Sanjay joined our trio a year later, … Read more