Aarvi stumbled upon an old, mysterious shop in Mumbai's hidden alleys. The sign read "Wishes Granted" š. Inside, a quirky shopkeeper offered her a rare flower ā it bloomed only once a year, under starlight š.
The flower whispered a wish: "Bring laughter to those who've forgotten how." Aarvi smiled, thinking of her school friends. Next day, she played a silly game, and the schoolyard erupted in giggles š.
As laughter spread, petals fell, each carrying a smile. Aarvi realized the magic was in spreading joy š. The shopkeeper smiled: "You've unlocked the flower's secret ā kindness is the wish-granter."