Silence
My words have been my companion for as long as I can remember. When I discovered writing as a medium of expressing myself, it was like finding a lifelong friend. Through the good times and bad, what my voice couldn't say, my writing could. Which is why since the last few weeks, I feel as though I have lost my best friend. My mind is brimming with words, begging to be let out, but the moment I sit to write, I draw a blank. It's like there's so much I need to say, that the only way I can say it is by keeping silent. It's an alien feeling and not one I particularly like. It's much like wearing an itchy coat in sub-zero temperatures; one longs to shrug it off but the alternative is freezing to death. You might be wondering, what has brought this sudden full stop to the flow of my words. I mean, I wrote non-stop through the worst time of my life, through endless hospital days and the challenges that followed. I made so many of you a part of Aarav's journey through w...