Finding Yourself Again
Malwika had stopped waiting. Not for love, not for miracles, and certainly not for someone to understand the tangle of thoughts she carried quietly inside her.
She was the girl who once danced barefoot in the backyard after school, chased sunsets with wild hair, and believed the world was hers to explore. She had dreams stitched with poetry, passion, and a fierce sense of independence. Carefree, yet careful. She didn’t need to lean on anyone—her soul was her home.
But life has a way of testing even the strongest hearts. Slowly, disappointments chipped away at her edges. Heartbreaks came and went. People made promises, then left. The world compared her, criticized her, confused her. And somewhere between trying to belong and trying to be enough, she forgot her core.
She began to believe life was meant to be endured, not lived. She silenced her voice. She shrunk her dreams. She stopped dancing.
Until Kabir.
He didn’t arrive with grand gestures or loud declarations. He walked into her life gently, like a familiar melody she hadn’t heard in years.
Their first conversation was ordinary. But the way he saw her—really saw her—made the ordinary feel extraordinary. He listened, not to respond, but to understand. He never tried to fix her. He just reminded her of who she used to be.
With him, she remembered the little girl who used to talk to the stars, who painted with her fingers and didn’t need anyone’s approval. She remembered her strength, her lightness, her joy.
Kabir reminded her:
“You’re not broken, Malwika. You’re just growing.”
She learned that life will test you—again and again. It will push you to question your choices, your worth, your heart. But those lessons, once learned, become your wings. And healing isn’t about forgetting the pain. It’s about choosing not to sit in it anymore.
After all, sitting in a place that stinks—whether it’s a memory, a person, or a version of yourself—will only suffocate your soul. And Malwika? She finally stood up. She walked away from what no longer felt like home and moved toward her betterment.
Kabir didn’t stay forever. Some angels are meant to pass through, not settle. But he left behind the most beautiful thing of all:
Malwika… as she was always meant to be.
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