Rohan closed his laptop. The “Download Free Khosla Ka Ghosla” file was still on his desktop. He right-clicked it. Moved it to trash. Emptied trash.
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“The ghost of future losses,” Vinod said, and hung up.
He didn’t need it anymore. He’d lived it. And in the end, he realized, the best things in life aren’t free. They’re earned with a little cleverness, a little courage, and a family that refuses to give up.