Lakshya smiled. “The day I stopped searching for a single destination and started organizing my chaos. I have a Google Drive folder. It has 847 versions of failure. And exactly one version of success.”

Lakshya had a problem. Not the kind that involved equations or history dates, but the kind that sat heavy in the gut of a seventeen-year-old. He didn't know what his lakshya —his aim, his life’s goal—was.

He found a list titled “Places That Don’t Exist (But Should)”: The Library of Forgotten Sounds. The Bakery on the Moon. The Valley of Unfinished Letters.

He created folders: Dreams. Failures. Things That Make No Sense. Maps.

He created a new folder: .