Sometimes i feel we don’t even realize how lucky we are to have the freedom to eat what we want to, be with whom we want to be and be able to do what we want to. I guess it’s the idleism that triggered this thought in me. It dragged me into the those gallows of misery , where we confine the not so good people of our society, the so called prisions. I can’t even relate to the thought of being in one of the prisions where all you wait for is another day and the day after that.I do not wish to sympathise with people who commit heinious crimes but i just want to feel what a person once convicted and imprisioned for life might go through.imagine having no privacy, where the only privilege that you get is half an hour visits twice a week.where you could write no more than 2 letters a week. For most of the staff you are known by your FIR no and it would remain as your identity as long as you live there.imagine you could never call up anyone. You could never get up to see the sunrise.never walk on the beach again..could never be there to make someone feel special. To never be able to ride alone.to listen to music, to dance without having to worry about tommorow.to be able to hold hands and feel the love.never meet friends and to never be able to eat mom’s food !
We all live in our own prisions where are ego and bad attitude stand guard to suppress the real ourselves. And not let the one who wishes to be free and full of soul and heart.who loves unconditionally, does what he feels like doing and also undestands what is right. Freedom is to be youself, to be able to listen to your heart and follow your dreams. To be able to eat another meal is freedom. Freedom may have different connotations but the essence remains the same.
The confinement of the mind is what i dread more than the confiment of my body.