“Dreams come true for some, while others remain elusive. Not the dreams we experience while sleeping, but the aspirations that drive a young boy to become something more.”

One day,Fazal was sitting on chair, surrounded by books on table, contemplating his dream. A voice, seemingly from one of his English books, inquired gently about his thoughts.
"Just pondering my past life," Fazal replied.
Curious, the book pressed further, "Anything specific you'd like to share with me?"
"Dear, you're my closest confidants; I don't have friends to share my secrets and feelings. Since childhood, you've been my companions, my life. That's why you're here with me on this table,” Fazal confessed.
"I know, and thanks for the...