Her Dada ji, standing beside her, smiled gently. “Do you know, there was a time when
nothing stood here? No towers, no glass, no steel. Just sky. And now look, buildings rising as if they belong to the heavens,
they live in the sky. If such a tower can grow from the ground to touch the clouds, maybe you can reach the moon too.”
Lina held his hand tighter and smiled, knowing some dreams are just waiting for you to climb, not by elevators, but by courage.
