A young girl sits on the beach, her eyes shining as she looks at the sea. It feels as if she is seeing it for the first time, even though she has grown up with these waves since the day she was born. The wind dances through her hair gently, like it has fallen in love with it.
She closes her eyes, and the wind softly touches her face, almost like a warm hug. She takes a deep breath, feeling the salty air fill her lungs. In that quiet moment, a thought comes to her mind:
"What could my dream be?"
She touches the sand with her fingers, feeling the cool grains slip through.
"I'm not meant to stay here forever,"
she thinks quietly, her heart beating a little faster. It isn't just a wish anymore. For a moment, she hugs her knees close to her chest, as if she is holding her dream tight… even if it doesn't have a name yet.
Lost in her thoughts, she suddenly hears a soft voice from afar that breaks the ocean of her imagination.
"Falak, Falak?"
She opens her eyes and turns around.
Her mother is calling out to her from a distance.
"Falak, come inside! The wind is too cold. You'll catch a cold." she is worried.
"Alright, Mom, I'm coming," she replies softly.
Falak is the only child of her parents. Father? No… her father passed away two years ago, leaving behind only memories. She now lives with her mother in a small village near the sea. Their house isn't big, but it carries warmth and love. Every corner holds a piece of their simple life together. It's just the two of them now, standing by each other like the sea and the shore.
But life hasn't been fair to them. Everything changed the day her uncle took over her father's business after his death. That business was their only support. Since then, their lives have been wrapped in hardship.