When I think of survival, I don’t think of miracles. I think of small, ordinary things that made unbearable days a little softer. The playlist that knew all my moods, the friend who texted, “Did you eat?” and I think of the evening walks where the city lights blinked like they were cheering me on.
We often imagine the process of healing as a grand transformation: One that would have a visible before and an after. But maybe the process is quieter than that. The healing may come from just sipping tea from your favorite cup after a hard day...maybe it’s writing just one honest line in your journal when the weight of words feels too heavy. Healing hides in the small things and happens mostly in silence.
There was a time when I thought I had to be strong in big, cinematic ways. To have a comeback story, a purpose, a grand recovery arc. But the truth is, strength doesn’t always roar...sometimes it only hums. It’s in how you carry on even when no one notices; it’s in how you learn to smile again, not because life got easy, but because you made things simpler.
We all have those things that save the day for us. Like a movie we re-watched far too many times just because it warms up our heart. It could also be some song that hit too close or even a person who felt too special. And these things, as small as they seem, are proof that even when we felt broken, something within us still wanted to keep us strong. And maybe that’s the quiet miracle in being young in this strange, unpredictable world --- despite everything, we still find little reasons to be who we are and live life to the fullest.
A cup of coffee that tastes just right, a sky that decides to turn crimson for no reason, the sound of laughter after days of silence...all these things are just enough. These
little things don’t just save us once, they save us again
and again. And trust me: It is enough and
so are you.
By Saanika S
Wilson College, Mumbai