Wind was being a little harsh on the guy who was sitting alone on a bench under the dark sky without any stars. The night was as dark as his future which was mocking at him. He was miserable and didn't know what to do because he was not able to achieve what he longed for after putting a lot of efforts.

Suddenly he heard a voice beside him and he looked up at the direction to see a mid aged guy with torn clothes and dirty clothes with no shoes on his feet. It was clear that his body was screaming to get warm when the night became too harsh on him yet he was smiling without complaining about his situation.

He couldn't resist his charm and asked him about the secret of his smile. He said nothing for a moment and then was gave him another warm smile.
"It is not hard when you believe that the best it yet to come. You are meant to accept everything which are thrown towards you and you have to accept them with the smile."

He was stunned and found himself a light in his darkness suddenly. He offered him his kindness and took him in his home. He told him that he was a writer and wanted to become a famous. He wanted his story to be known by others. He had been working towards it his whole life but couldn't get anything so he felt useless and was crushing everyone for his fate and that's why he ended up at that deserted unknown place. When he saw him, he felt pity for his situation and wanted to help. He gave him some warm clothes and a bed to take a rest. He wanted to sleep because he couldn't think properly after staying outside for that long in his lose consciousness.

When he woke up, he found someone else in his room who was sleeping peacefully. At first he was shocked then soon he remembered that how they had a meaningful conversation and he took him in his responsibility. He smiled at him and woke him up as the sun was kissing on his face. The old guy opened his eyes and saw his savior so gave him a warm smile.

He wanted to be useful for his new friend who was his half age. So after finishing all usual activities, he asked his new friend to share his stories with him because he wanted to listen to them. Without any doubt, the younger guy took out his all his story from the drawer which was next to him and started telling stories one by one to him whilst he listened to each one with patience.

As the younger guy finished telling him his story, the old guy appreciated his astonishing stories but also told him his real problems with his stories. The stories were amazing but without emotions. Nobody could relate to them, no reader could feel emotions towards his stories also he had written the concept in the third point of view.
So he decided to help him with his stories which the younger one accepted without giving a second thought.

Soon all the stories turned into masterpieces which he couldn't even believe that just how good that old guy was with story like he was himself a brilliant writer but shaked off his thought.
Because of the new version of his stories, he started receiving a lot love from readers and found many new fans also editting and publishing company and agencies started to approach him.
As the result, he became famous in no time and started spending his time outside the home more often.

The older guy was so happy for his friend achivement and wanted to spend time like before. The time he was nobody and always spend his time with him and share every emotions with him also told him how important he was to him. He was missing his friend and wanted to have a bit time with his friend though he understand his situation.

His foot rushed towards the door when his ears heard the sound of door bell. As he opened the door, he found his friend in his drunken state with a girl who was all over him. Both entered the house without paying attention towards him which broke his heart into million pieces.
He asked him about being late when they had the agreement with each other for tonight. He gave him his usual excuse and went with the girl in his room. He stood in the kitchen looking at his handmade food which seemed to get cold. He sat on the chair eating the food alone. A single tear escaped his eye but soon his covered it up.
That night he slept on the sofa in the living room.

The next morning he was woken up with a high pitched sound. When his sleepy eyes, he saw the same girl standing there with a disgusted look. She asked an explanation to her lover who seemed completely a different person now. He dismissed his friend saying his was just a servent whom he had given the shelter a month ago. He had him because he found him useful. The old guy couldn't believe in his ears whatever he was listening. His all the fantasy came crushing to the reality so he never really looked his as his friend but as a tool to serve him.

The girl stayed in the house as the GF of the younger one and treated poorly in the absence of his lover. He wasn't a victim who would listen to bullshit of anyone so he raised his voice which wounded him in return. He got kicked out of the house because of his arrogant and blinded by fame and beauty friend who wasn't even soory about his doing.

As soon as the older one steeped outside the house, everything changed in his life drastically. His GF betrayed him by stealing his new story ideas which was the work of both guys also were cheating with another guy who was a publisher. He couldn't get his stories copyright because he didn't have any evidence. Soon he lost the contract with companies and his fandom started disappearing because of his new shitty stories which annoyed them.
He tasted the reality and realised that he was nothing without him.

How important he was not because he was a good help with the stories but how he made his life livelier and easier for him and always stand for him whenever he was in need. Now when he was gone, he could differentiate between fake friends and true friend.
He ran outside the house to find him but couldn't  got succeed. At the end he sat at the same place where they met the first time in the hope of seeing him again as he told him that he lived there.

Nobody was there but a hope to see him once again so he could apologize for everything whatever he had done so far with him. A strong wind blinded him for a moment, when he opened his eyes slowly he saw two men were digging a grave and besides them a crop was lying which was noone but his friend who was thrown outside the house a few days ago.
He was froze at the spot. When he came back to his senses, he saw them burring his friend. He fought with them and tried to took the body away but failed. First both guys bet him to calm him down then told him that he was killed by two alcoholic people who tired him to rob a bracelet he was wearing.
He took out the bracelet which he recognised at one glance. It was the first gift giving to him by the younger guy. They told him that they saw him getting stabbed so they rushed towards him but it was late as he ran out of breath and die in their lap so as the humanity, they decided to burry him to give him peace in afterlife. Those basterds had ran away after doing the crime.

After listening to the story, he just cried his heart out in front of them and regret for everything he done to him but it was already too late.