It was a bright summer afternoon, and Aarav and his friends were flying kites in the park. Aarav had spent weeks designing his kite, painting it with bright colors and attaching a long, flowing tail. He was proud of his creation and couldn’t wait to see it soar.

As the wind picked up, Aarav’s kite climbed higher and higher into the sky. “Look at it go!” he shouted, beaming with pride. But just as he was about to celebrate, a sudden gust of wind pulled the string from his hands. The kite drifted away, disappearing behind a row of tall trees.

Aarav felt crushed. “It’s gone,” he said, sitting down on the grass. His friends, Meera and Kabir, tried to cheer him up. “We’ll get it back,” Meera said confidently. “But how?” Aarav asked. “It’s probably stuck in the trees.”

The three friends decided to search for the kite. They walked through the park, looking up at the branches. After a while, Kabir spotted it. “There it is!” he exclaimed, pointing to a tree near the edge of the park. The kite was tangled in the highest branches.

“It’s too high,” Aarav said, shaking his head. “We’ll never reach it.” But Meera wasn’t ready to give up. “We just need to work together,” she said. “Let’s think of a plan.”

The friends gathered sticks and tied them together to make a long pole. Kabir climbed onto Aarav’s shoulders to reach higher, while Meera guided them from below. After several tries, they managed to untangle the kite and bring it down.

Aarav held his kite tightly, a big smile on his face. “I couldn’t have done it without you,” he said. “Thanks for helping me.” Meera grinned. “That’s what friends are for.”

As they walked back to the open field, Aarav realized something important. Losing the kite had taught him that challenges could be overcome with perseverance and teamwork. And that made the day even more special.