I encountered a mysterious stranger in Tirunelveli who said he would grant any wish.
However, he warned that if my wish was granted, someone else in the town would suffer, and the person harmed would know it was because of my wish.
I was being so curious about this person. I wished for wealth, and overnight, I found a treasure chest in my backyard.
But soon after, news spread that old Mrs. Gandhimathi, who had just won the lottery, had mysteriously lost all her money.
As I continued making my wishes, the town suffered more.
I wished for success, and the local businessman saw his shop burn down.
I wished for health, and the town doctor fell ill, leaving many without care, the community's suffering was linked directly to my desires.
Realizing the intense harm my wishes were causing, the people gathered and confronted me.
Their faces reflected the pain.
With heavy hearts, they explained how my dreams shattered their lives.
Together, we decided to confront the stranger, hoping to undo the damage that had been done.
But when we reached his shop, it was empty, as if he had vanished into the air, leaving us with the consequences of my actions.
The stranger left and let us face the aftermath, I worked hard to compensate for the loss.
Slowly, the town healed as we came together to rebuild our lives.
Finally, we also believe that happiness comes from supporting each other, not from selfishness.
The story of the stranger and my wishes became a lasting lesson for the townspeople reamainding them the strength of unity and selflessness.