Dear Arvah, I found your blank letter addressed to your father in my cupboard today. Coincidentally, a facebook friend posted a status about how he wanted to leave for the mountains when he was 16. Both the things made me nostalgic about you. It was your childhood dream. When you first told me that one day you'd disappear, gave me goosebumps. And whenever I asked why, you replied, "Because I feel trapped in this world. My name is Arvah - a cool breeze. I am supposed to travel freely. I have a world inside me, ālam al-arw ā: the world of (free) spirits." I have seen you shatter in a million pieces that you chose to keep by yourself. I always thought you were faffing about until the day you actually fled, leaving a blank letter behind you. Everyone thought you were in such a hurry that you forgot to write. Although the letter has been drenched in tears of so many people, yet I can feel the noise of your words on this tiny piece of paper. Letters to Arvah : 1. Click on #LettersToArvah to read in continuation.