Whispers of the Wounded Soul – Shanmuk Yarlagadda

Whispers of the Wounded Soul

–        Shanmuk Yarlagadda

BBA INTERNATIONAL BUSINESS

FIRST YEAR, UNDERGRADUATE STUDENT

KRISTU JAYANTI COLLEGE, AUTONOMOUS, BENGALURU, KARANATAKA, INDIA

(Member of Writers’ Association, Kristu Jayanti College, Autonomous, Bengaluru, Karnataka, India)

Pain consumes me, shadowing my life like heavy monsoon clouds. My dreams are shattered, and my hopes wither like spring leaves. All I wish for is a less painful day to appreciate life, show gratitude for unfulfilled expectations, and laugh in old alleys. Pain, though cruel, reveals life’s value, giving us reasons to hate and to be grateful. We only understand the worth of things and people once they are gone. I don’t crave an extraordinary life, just another dull day filled with unnoticed wonders. We often postpone gratitude, taking relationships and time for granted. But pain teaches you to cherish every fleeting moment, to find beauty even in suffering. Suffering highlights the need to appreciate what we have and the people around us. I hope my pain lessens, my loved ones find peace, and I can hold onto hope. It’s not the medications that heal but the kindness of those around you—their presence, care, and ability to make life worth living.