A friend in times of poverty

I am 27 now. At the end of my life, I remembered those childhood memories. After school, I was returning home with a friend. It took us half an hour to walk home. Both of them were very young, maybe 12 years old. At that time, our village did not yet have electricity. At that time, I did not know that there was such a thing as online Facebook. One day, Tushar was saying that he was seeing very big things outside, like the Twin Towers building. There are many more things. I said, "Where are you getting these?" He said, "I really see them." I said, "How are you seeing them?" He said, "I'm watching them on my uncle's laptop." I said, "What's a laptop?" He said, "I don't understand anything."With time, I understood everything. But I didn't understand those lost friends. Time is lost, friends are lost. The days left behind are lost. The days of love are lost. Where there was no need or desire to get anything. While talking about not getting anything, I remembered the story of that lover. We are young but we understand that there is a word called love. I didn't like it when I didn't see him. He couldn't have been without me. What is the barrier to love in age? It's too late to realize that I fell in love long ago. I have loved, but I don't know the meaning of love. I have often thought of writing a book, but due to my busy schedule, I never got around to it. So I remembered that in a busy life, there is no such thing as a dream.Coming back to my friend's words, there were very difficult days in our village, one day we would eat and the next day we would have nothing to eat. So that day I went to our house with my friend and my mother scolded me and said, "Why are you bringing your friend?"There is nothing to eat at home, what will you give your friend? I didn't understand then that my friend was the son of a very rich father.Seeing his clothes and belongings, my mother realized that my friend was very rich. In comparison, my friend had nothing to give us at home. Hearing my mother's scolding, my friend left without saying anything to me. I didn't understand at that time. Later, my mother told me . Next