Aarya Godse

  Rejection to Redemption Rejection is a strange kind of heartbreak. It doesn’t scream, it lingers. It sits with you quietly, whispering thoughts into your head until you can’t take it anymore. There are moments in life that split you into two— the person you were before and the one you are after. For me, this moment wasn’t crazy loud, in fact it was silent. It was a buzz, a notification. Just a name on a list. But for me, that was everything, because that name was mine.  Let’s spiral back a little bit, my whole life I thought that the only thing I love to do is dance. Every Time I was on stage, the world would pause and it was just me and my moves. So, when I found out my high school has a Bollywood dance team, I knew I NEEDED to make it. I got so into it that was all I could think of. It was something I had always wanted— something I could see so clearly: me on stage, part of a team, shining under the lights. I practiced and imagined what it would be like to get the “congrat...

  Echoes of Growth I used to think the stars were near Just behind the trees past my street I’d dream like no one was here Dancing to my own beat  When nights were fast, and days so slow A tale no one dares to tell Oh how I wished to grow But never knew it would cast such a spell  I watched the magic fade When cries turned to silent tears The world grew dark and lame Gasping for the childhood fairs Still, I rise through cloudy skies Fighting a silent war, working to glow Little by little, working to watch my dreams fly Oh how I wished to grow   ~Aarya Godse 4/11/2025