For the fear of hurting people, I cannot voice my opinions. For the fear of going mad and insane, I cannot contain them either ! For the fear of paining them, I cannot express my heart's discontent. For the fear of being called a pin pointer, I cannot correct them always. For the fear of losing their beautiful smiles, I cannot mourn everyday disappointments. For the fear of being labelled immature, I cannot complain always.

I want to be set free from these chains. I want to fly high and enjoy some freedom. A freedom which is a result of not being torn between uncertainties and extremities. A freedom which results from a relaxed state of mind and purity of thought. A freedom which is a by product of being happy and content with what ever is offered on the plate. A freedom which is a result of lack of pain or any complain.

Life is an illusion and so is this freedom I am craving for. I am not sure I can achieve it. I am not at all optimistic I can feel liberated ever.

But I will still close my eyes..... and pray for one last time.