Wings of the Soul

 Wings of the Soul

Aaravi sat by the window, watching the birds take flight against the golden hues of the setting sun. She had always dreamed of soaring beyond the small town where she was born, of making a name for herself, but fear had clipped her wings.
Her father had always told her, "Dreams are like wings, Aaravi. If you dare to fly, the world will make way for you." But reality was different. She had responsibilities, expectations weighing her down like invisible chains.
One evening, a letter arrived—an acceptance into a prestigious art program abroad. It was her dream, yet doubt whispered in her ears. What if I fail? What if I disappoint my family? She looked at her mother, expecting resistance, but instead, she saw a knowing smile.
"If you don’t take this chance, Aaravi, you’ll regret it forever," her mother said.
That night, Aaravi stood on the rooftop, the wind brushing against her face. It was then she realized—fear was not the absence of courage, but the test of it.
The next morning, she packed her bags. The journey was uncertain, but she was ready to fly. And just as her father had said, the world made way for her.