Aarav's Dream - Chapter 2 : Aarav and his silent world

Aarav was just 8 years old, a quiet boy with a big heart and a thousand dreams—but he lived in a world that didn’t hear him.

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He was born with autism, which meant he felt everything deeply—but couldn’t always say it out loud.

He loved quietly, feared quietly, and dreamed quietly.

And when he was afraid, his words would disappear.

His voice would stutter, freeze, or vanish into silence.

Only his eyes spoke.

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But ever since that rainy day when his elder brother Dhruv left the world in a terrible car accident…

…Aarav stopped feeling safe.

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Dhruv wasn’t just his brother.

He was his protector, his hero, his voice.

When Aarav would panic in crowds, Dhruv would hold his hand.

When people laughed at him, Dhruv would stand in front, fearless.

Now, Aarav walks alone.

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At school, the world felt like a storm.

Two older boys from the senior class would bully him—pulling his bag, mocking his silence.

Teachers didn’t understand him.

They didn’t wait.

They didn’t ask.

And when Aarav froze in fear… they gave up.

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Even the school bus driver scolded him every day, for no reason at all.

Not because he hated Aarav…

But because he didn’t understand him.

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Still, Aarav’s heart had tiny sparks of hope.

Rajiv, Hari, and Shila.

His three best friends.

They listened. They played. They cared.

They were his light in the dark.

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Among them… Shila was special.

Smart, bold, kind. Aarav liked her smile.

He didn’t say it. But he felt it.

And every night, he’d secretly draw her in his dream book.

A plain notebook, filled with dreams he never got to see.

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Because every night, when the world was asleep…

Aarav would lie in bed—

afraid.

Afraid of bullies.

Afraid of tomorrow.

Afraid of everything that Dhruv used to protect him from.

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That fear built a wall.

And dreams can’t pass through walls.

And when he fears, he cannot speak… he just closes his eyes and waits for sleep to take him away.

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But unknown to Aarav…

A tiny fairy had just stepped into his room.

Wings glowing. Eyes soft.

Her name was Lumi.

She saw his notebook.

She saw his heart.

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And she whispered to the night:

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> “If I can give him one night of sleep without fear…

His first dream will bloom.

And he will never be the same again.”

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