Purpose of Life

The feast soon ended and Hanu eagerly guided Julian to his room.

"Big brother, this is my room," he said with excitement, pointing to a small but cozy space. "You can sleep on the bed. I'll take the floor."

Julian chuckled, shaking his head. "No need, Hanu. I'll sleep on the floor. The bed is yours."

Despite Hanu's protests, Julian insisted and settled onto the floor, which had been arranged with warm, soft fabric to provide some comfort. The room was quiet except for the faint sounds village outside.

As they lay in silence, the calm of the night was broken by Hanu's low voice. "Big brother..." he said.

Julian opened his eyes in the darkness, turning slightly towars the boy. "Yes, Hanu?"

There was a pause for a moment, as if Hanu was carefully choosing his words. Then he asked softly, "Big brother, what is the purpose of life?"

The unexpected depth of the question startled Julian and for a moment, he was silent.