Let Me Be — And I’ll Let You Be Too
Aarav had never been the loudest in the room. In fact, most wouldn’t notice him slipping into a cafe corner, headphones on, sipping chai while the world whirred around him. He wasn’t shy. He wasn’t broken. He just didn’t feel the need to announce everything. He saw friends post daily relationships, work rants, vacation reels, gym selfies, political hot takes. Meanwhile, Aarav stayed quiet. Not because he had nothing to say. But because not everything needed to be said. One friend once teased him, "Are you even alive, bro? You're like a ghost online!" Aarav laughed and replied simply, "Alive, just not auditioning." He had lost people. He had fallen in love. He had changed jobs. He had battled burnout. But nowhere, in any of that, did he feel like uploading a post. To Aarav, those moments weren’t performances. They were personal. “I don’t always share things unless it feels natural,” he’d think. “It’s not secrecy. It’s sincerity.” Some of his best memories lived o...