Sad Story of two friends - Babbu & Mehak -( Some friendships don't last forever )

" Some friendships don't last foreve "

Chapter 1: The Beginning of Everything

Babbu and Mehak had been inseparable since childhood. From the moment they met in second grade, they had been more than just friends—they were like siblings. Their days were filled with stolen rides on Babbu’s bicycle, cricket matches in the dusty neighborhood alley, and whispered secrets beneath the old banyan tree in the park. Life was simple, and their friendship was unbreakable—or so they thought.

Chapter 2: The First Cracks

As they grew older, life started to shift. Babbu was an introvert, drawn towards books and solitude, while Mehak was outgoing, always at the center of every gathering. Their differences had never mattered before, but in high school, they started feeling them more than ever. Mehak found new friends—loud, confident ones who enjoyed parties and late-night adventures. Babbu, on the other hand, spent his evenings reading and focusing on his dreams of becoming a writer.

Their conversations grew shorter. Messages went unanswered. And slowly, without either of them noticing, the bond they had shared for over a decade began to fade.

Chapter 3: The Unspoken Words

One evening, Babbu decided to call Mehak. It had been weeks since they last spoke. The phone rang several times before Mehak finally picked up.

"Hey man, long time!" Mehak said, her voice cheerful but distant.

"Yeah, it’s been a while. How have you been?"

"Oh, you know, busy with stuff. Exams, friends, life… the usual."

Babbu hesitated before asking, "Do you want to meet up? Just like old times?"

There was a pause. "I would, bro, but I have plans tonight. Maybe another day?"

Babbu smiled weakly. "Yeah. Another day."

But that day never came.

Chapter 4: The Final Goodbye

Years passed. They both went to different universities, lived in different cities, and built separate lives. Babbu still thought about Mehak sometimes, wondering if she missed him too. One day, he came across an old photo of them—standing side by side under the banyan tree, grinning like they owned the world.

Impulsively, he sent a message.

"Hey Mehak, it’s been a long time. How have you been?"

The message was read. But no reply came.

Babbu sighed. Perhaps some friendships weren’t meant to last forever.

He put the photo away, took a deep breath, and walked forward—into a world where Mehak was just a memory.

The End. 😥