Musings by Taniya

Are we really free  or it's a joke the world is playing on us. Every second I live and breathe, I feel judged I have to explain and answer how and why I act and speak and behave I have to justify the way I love, laugh, cry , walk and dress. The bonds of family are used to shackle me. The rent to be accepted by society is too costly.  To be free it feels like an illusion  a crime  a forbidden dream. A little bit I stray  the world ostracizes me penalizes me and breaks my soul. I wish to be a free bird but everyone wants to cage me. The prison of rules and beliefs  weighs down on me.  Imprisoning me in my insecurities and fears. I wish to be free But I wonder, can I truly ever be free?

Freedom: A concept for which we have revolted, fought wars and lost our lives. But what do we mean by freedom ? Some say it is when we are not prisoners or in control of someone else and some say it is the right to act and speak whatever we want, whenever we want. If we go by this, come to think of it, is any one of us really really free? Can we really do or say whatever we wish without someone getting offended or getting censored ourselves? Can we truly live our lives without any unwanted opinions/ judgements/ interference/ control of family or society? On another note can we truly enjoy absolute freedom without plunging the world into chaos?  After all this do we really have the independence to do anything and everything and are we really capable of appreciating it? The question that haunts us : Are we really free or we live freely in a box ?? The box that we create for ourselves, our own little world in which we feel freedom to do anything and everything without any fear. Freedo...