Ravi used to play his guitar every evening, his music filling the small apartment with warmth. But when his wife passed away, the strings grew silent, gathering dust in a corner.
One evening, a neighbor’s child knocked on his door, cradling a toy ukulele. "Can you teach me to play?" she asked shyly. Ravi almost said no, but something in her hopeful eyes stopped him.
He tuned her tiny instrument and taught her a simple melody. As her laughter echoed through the room, Ravi picked up his guitar. Together, they played, the forgotten chords rekindling a spark in his soul.
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