Hope Grows Like Spring.

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Ronny was in bad mood and hopeless as he had taken a long leave from his job after a breakup and he's sure he will not be in any relationship with anyone. That day he was sitting on the balcony, watching the city below moving on as usual, facing a strange storm inside him.

His friends had stopped calling after a while, and silence became his only companion. He would wake late, stare at the ceiling, and wonder if love had simply been a trick of fate. He had learned his lesson. He was sure that he would never be in another relationship again. Hopelessness kind of seeped into his life.

One morning, while walking through a park, Ronny noticed a gardener trimming the branches of a dead looking tree which had no leaves.

He was curious, "Why are you working on a dry tree?"

The gardener smiled and said, “This tree will bloom again when the season comes back.”

The words struck him deep as he looked at the tree once again. That tree stood bare, no color, no leaves, yet the gardener had a firm faith in his words.

From that day on he started walking to the park every morning. Slowly, something shifted inside him. He began to notice small things like, the smell of wet soil, the warmth of sunlight after rain. Grief no longer ruled him. Weeks later, as spring arrived, the same tree burst into soft pink bloom.

Ronny returned to work, feeling calm for the first time in months. He met a new colleague, Nina, who had just joined his team. Her laughter reminded him of his old flame Sameera but quieter, genuine, and full of life



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