Well, freedom is vital. It has to at any cost, remain alive. It can’t die.
If at all it does, you are too half alive. Half alive with a hope for it to come again to you.
Freedom is to say, listen, do, and think, without any restrictions. Without prohobitions. Be it Cuba, Germany or India, Africa or Valentino’s caught people, politics at work, or a woman caged in four walls for a beuatifully shameful house – all ask Freedom.
To abide by rules and to rebel to be against it is not freedom want. But to go against social traditions, wrong doings, and superstition, to be free from it is freedom. So one point is that freedom but for the right thing.
And why is it mockery now?
Because our freedom is undertaken by political people around. They say they are democratic and actually do all those pressure campaigns and wrong vote counting to be at seat. They tell you are free to vote, but tell me, if you had to go out and your mother says in an angry tone, ‘You go wherever you want to’. Do you call it freedom or an unseen control?
It is mockery because we opt for futures that people expect from us not what we want. And people say you are free to choose a science stream and I think arts and commerce were mudered in their speech.
But people do go against this flow and become a beautiful river and I believe then your freedom ain’t mockery.
It’s false when you are asked to speak but the moment you do, you are laughed upon. When you had a new trend to try but people had old suspicious eyes. When you had wings but they were tied always. When you were hurt but the world shhhshed you. That’s not freedom my love, that’s a demon. A demon to control you and ruin your heart.
The freedom I say is a mock because there’s so much to say, but sad dear beuracracy was alive in these words and it killed all the freedom to say that the country is going down and tax payers are just 5.78 crore for a population of 136 crore.
So freedom to do a right thing is your fairy and the magic wand has already been waved but what stops you?