Chapter 7 – The Spark Returns...The nights had grown colder. The small room where Sanjay’s family lived carried the smell of dampness, the cracked walls letting in whispers of the wind. He often sat alone on the roof, his knees pulled close to his chest, watching the sky. The stars above were countless, glittering silently, but to him they felt like strangers—distant, unreachable. Each star mocked him, reminding him how far away he was from any kind of light.The collapse of his first small stall had broken something inside him. His neighbors had called him foolish, Karim and his men