In a quiet Indian village, there stood an ancient mango tree in the center of the square. It was said that whoever whispered their deepest wish to the tree would see it come true, but only if their heart was pure.
Anaya, a curious young girl, visited the tree every day. She didn’t have grand wishes like the others—no dreams of wealth or success. Instead, she whispered, “I wish for a friend.” Despite her lively spirit, Anaya often felt alone, as other children in the village were too busy with their lives.
Seasons passed, and while the tree bore sweet, golden mangoes every year, Anaya’s wish remained unanswered. One day, while sitting under the tree, she saw a boy, Dev, who had just moved to the village, sitting alone. Anaya smiled and offered him a ripe mango.
From that day on, the two became inseparable, spending their afternoons beneath the mango tree, laughing and sharing stories. Anaya never realized that her wish had already come true the moment she shared her first mango.
The tree had kept its promise, not with magic, but by reminding her that sometimes, friendships grow from the simplest acts of kindness.
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