True friendship
Malik and Kamal lived in a small village, attending the same school and spending
hours playing soccer after class. For them, the most exciting moments of life were
the ones they spent together. Both were hardworking, helpful, and knew each
other’s secrets well.
One day, the school announced a soccer tournament. Malik and Kamal were on
the same team. Although they were best friends, Malik was slightly more
experienced. During the game, Malik scored all the goals for their team, leading
them to victory. However, Kamal didn’t get to kick the ball even once. This made
Kamal feel useless, and he started to doubt himself.
After the match, Malik noticed Kamal’s somber mood and called him aside:
--“ Hey, my friend, you look a bit down today. Are you tired?”
Kamal, with his head lowered, replied:
--“ I did not help at all. You did everything yourself. Maybe I am just not good at
playing. “
Malik smiled and patted his shoulder:
--“ Never say that, Kamal. You are the heart of our team! Without you,I would not
have had the confidence to play so well. We complete each other. That is what a
true team does.”
These words lifted Kamal’s spirits, and he continued practicing with Malik, felling
more determined than ever.
One day, Malik’s father announced that they had to move to another city for
work. Hearing this news, Kamal’s heart sank. The thought of losing his best friend
was unbearable. Malik felt the same, but there was nothing he could do to
change his father’s decision.
The day before the move, they met under their favorite tree. Malik took out a
small, lockable notebook and handed it to Kamal.
This is for you. Write in it whenever you think of me. It will help you not fell alone,
Malik said.
Kamal looked at the notebook, a mix of joy and sadness in his eyes, and hugged
Malik tightly.
I will never forget you, Malik! He whispered.
After Malik left, Kamal’s life felt dull. Every day after school, he would go to the
tree and write in the notebook, recounting their adventures and conversations.
“Today we play soccer, Malik. You always protected me…” He would write, felling
as if he was talking to his friend.
Years passed, and Kamal grew older, but there was no use from Malik. The
memories of their friendship kept him going, and he held onto the hope of seeing
his friend again someday.
One day, Kamal decided to attend a festival in the village. It was Malik! They
hugged tightly, unable to speak for a moment, over whelmed with emotion.
Malik, seeing you feels like I am back in our childhood, Kamal said, tears welling
up in his eyes.
Malik smiled warmly:
“I missed you so much my friend.”
They talked for hours, reminiscing about their shared memories and promising
never to lose touch again.
Kamal showed Malik the notebook. As Malik read the entries, tears streamed
down his face.
“You are true friend, Kamal. Neither time nor distance could separate us.”
Kamal smiled:
Because true friendship is eternal, Malik.
From that day on, the remained inseparable, filling the rest of their lives with
adventures and memories built on the foundation of true friendship.
