Aarav stood at the foot of the towering mountain, his heart pounding with a mix of excitement and fear. He had dreamed of climbing Everest since he was a child, but now, staring at the icy giant before him, doubts crept in.
“You don’t have to climb it all today,” his guide, Tenzing, said with a smile. “Just take the first step.”
Aarav inhaled deeply, gripping his ice axe. His legs trembled, but he forced himself forward—one step, then another. The wind howled, the cold bit his skin, but with each step, his confidence grew.
Days turned into weeks. Every challenge—thin air, freezing nights, exhaustion—tested his spirit. But he kept moving, step by step, until one morning, he stood at the peak, the world stretched below him.
Tears welled in his eyes. The journey had been long, but it had all begun with that single step.
