Aarsh Malik
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I WAS SILENCED
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Poet, Storyteller, and Healer.
Sharing self-help insights, fiction, and verse on Vocal.
Anaesthetist.
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Still Here, Just Unable to Respond
I send my words like paper boats to sea, they drift in light, but never back to me. My name still stands where voices used to grow, yet every answer fades before it shows. To speak, be heard, yet never truly meet, is half a heartbeat skipping in defeat.
By Aarsh Malika day ago in Confessions
Tragedy in Rhode Island: When Violence Shattered an Ordinary Day
The gunshots in Rhode Island did not begin when the weapon fired. They began much earlier, in a mind that slowly shifted from frustration to fixation, from anger to action. By the time the trigger was pulled, something inside the shooter had already hardened.
By Aarsh Malik7 days ago in Psyche
Too Young for Rectal Cancer? A Growing Number of Americans Aren’t
For years, rectal cancer carried an unspoken label. It was something that happened later. Something tied to aging, retirement, and routine screenings that began after fifty. Younger bodies, we believed, were largely spared.
By Aarsh Malik14 days ago in Humans
I Lost My Voice in 30 Hours
Yesterday, I lost my Medium account. Not a password. Not a login. A history. Months of effort disappeared in a single night. Hundreds of posts. Countless revisions. Late hours spent wrestling ideas into sentences. What vanished was not just content but continuity. Writing is accumulation. Each piece leans on the last. When that structure collapses, the loss feels physical.
By Aarsh Malik16 days ago in Confessions
