It was several weeks that we were digging hard rocks of the mountain to make a tunnel through it, and reach to the other side. The other side of the mountain was our dream land and for reaching there we had to dig very hard rocks. On the day when it was believed that half of the tunnel was already excavated, our hoe met another hoe coming from the front. Then the front rocks of our tunnel collapsed and some tired people, same as us, appeared in front of us. We gave way to each other and passed each other. Both of us were in our ways toward our dream lands.
Original story by Arash Nasiri