Manan-If only I knew

Two names.
Two souls.
Two little lives that crossed paths in the purest form of friendship.

Manik was just five, a curious spark in his eyes.
Nandini, only three, with laughter that could light up a room.
From that tender age, their bond began-not of blood, but of something deeper.
Best friends. Through scraped knees, school days, secrets whispered under starlit skies.

As the world around them grew louder, more chaotic, and ever-changing,
One thing stood still-their friendship.

Years passed. Seasons changed.
But Manik and Nandini were still... Manik and Nandini-tied by memories, loyalty, and an invisible string of destiny.

And then, somewhere along the way, friendship began to blossom into something more.
Eyes lingered longer. Smiles meant more. Silence spoke louder.
They weren't just best friends anymore.

They were becoming Manan-a love so real, so unshakable,
That no one could tear them apart.