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move out of the bathroom but keep lying on the floor, my eyes closed, my
                mind unable to think anymore.

                   After a few minutes, I feel that I should stop right away for I might cause
                damage that I’ll repent for years. And if I die, I would cause damage that
                the world would repent for years.
                   ‘I won’t do the same,’ I scream as I catch hold of the loose strands of my

                hair and pull them back, forcefully placing them behind my ears.
                   I stand up and pull out the wooden box. That’s all my mom, who perhaps
                loved me deeply, has left behind. I go through the songs, scribbled pages,

                everything.
                   In that very moment it strikes me that I have been gifted, gifted with the
                ingenious ability to translate these moments into songs and help a million
                others who may be contemplating ‘death’ in this moment, every moment. I
                could save a few, if not millions. I realize that I am sent to this world with a

                purpose and I am lucky enough to discover it at a young age.
                   But this isn’t exactly the person within me who tells me this. It is actually
                my mom who left this letter behind. She loved me immensely and I can’t let

                her down. Who knows if the whole theory that souls don’t die is true? My
                soul is connected to hers as it is to a million others. We’re all bound by the
                force of love. And this is how my soul chooses to convince me when I am
                at my lowest.
                   I eventually decide to surrender to it, listen to it, like I always do. It is

                said that the collective consciousness of humanity knows the future, directs
                the future, that it is all written, and that I would have to finish the album.
                   When I listen to the voice within me, I contemplate life. Not just tonight.

                Every time.
                   I  listen  to  the  soul  and  choose  not  to  talk  any  further.  The  worship  is
                done. I feel as if I have regained all my energy, and I wipe my tears as I
                prepare myself for a new dawn.

                   Aarav knocks on the door. ‘Alara, I love you. I promise to be with you
                through this! Tell me, what is the matter with you?’

                   ‘You’ve come here at the right time,’ I say as I open the door and hug
                him.
                   ‘Why did you leave abruptly without informing me. Is all good? Parvathi
                told me that you left for Maria’s.’
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