In the vast expanse of time, there are moments that remain
suspended, like the last breath before a plunge, holding the
weight of what was and the promise of what could be. The
corridors of memory are haunted by echoes, each footstep a
reminder of decisions made, paths taken, and the indelible
marks left behind. It is within these corridors that Ansh�s story
unfolds�a story that began with the innocence of youth and
ended in a cacophony of emotions, tangled in the threads of
friendship, emotion,betrayal and the relentless pursuit of
meaning.