"WHAT! like what is the need for that?"
EVER HEARD THAT LINE? Maybe you haven't but thousands have, millions if recounted.
Many people, especially in our society dream their dreams, but don't live them. dreams repeated, but never encountered.Like the pictures drawn in your mind they feel so real, but they never are. Like the sceneries u see through a crystal clear, polished glass of a window.The only problem that occurs is that, the window is glued from all the four sides. you can just see, and wish, perhaps.
And it doesn't hurt to see the landscape, as much as it hurts to see faces in it. Free minds,free souls, free ways, but the enslaved watcher.
Enslaved by who, you must ask?
It is the room of hopelessness. As a cell for a dreamer. The walls are rumors, its bricks are the whispers that follow. And the window, ah! it's the eyes filled with the want, or maybe the need. The need to break those walls, and feel the breeze of freedom. The wind that blows, is not oxygen and dust, but indeed, the liberty of having a free will. The liberty of choosing the right and the wrong for yourself, rather than being oppressed.
DO YOU HAVE THE LIBERTY?
Well let me tell you a story of a person who doesn't.
Let me tell you THE STORY OF ME.
YOU ARE READING
The Story Of ME
Short StoryDreams Turned To Ashes, And From Ashes Rose The Phoenix. A Lily In The Polluted Water Was All She Was. Here is a story of a girl with big dreams but little reality.The story of heroism. A story that absorbs the story of every girl having a hurdle ca...
