Ojasvi Pandya
May 262 min read
I don't love writing. It's not cathartic, and it's not something I look forward to. Some days, I have to push myself to finish a piece; other days, I don't even try. I often find my most discontented self takes over in the process, and oftener, my words leave me embittered and overwhelmed.
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But, words help me feel when people can't. Words teach me when knowledge doesn't. Words, they help me stay true to myself, when faith fails.
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I sit down, and I type one word after another, until it's done. It's that easy, and it's that hard.
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It is darkness and it is sunlight, all at once.