28/01/2026
There was a time when his life was very quiet.
Not the peaceful kind of quiet…
but the kind that screams inside your head.
Every morning, he woke up before the sun, not because he was disciplined,
but because sleep had become a stranger.
His room was small. The walls were empty.
No trophies. No certificates. No signs of success.
Just silence… and thoughts.
He used to stare at the ceiling and ask himself the same question every day:
“Is this really all my life will ever be?”
Outside, the world was moving fast.
People were winning. People were celebrating.
People were being applauded.
And him?
He felt invisible.
