FICTION 55: The Price For Freedom...

In this one I take a leaf out of my friend Sid's book or blog rather... BTW I am sure most of you know what is Fiction 55. In case you don't know let me tell you what wikipedia tells me... 55 Fiction is a form of microfiction that refers to the works of fiction limited to a maximum of fifty-five words... So here goes nothing...

He was running in a green field with wind blowing across his face, he was FINALLY FREE...

He opened his eyes. Where was he? He had dozed off.

He was sweating...

He looked around and realized it was all over...

The toilet paper was over and the new roll was in the next room...

Happy In- Dependence........

As you might have guessed I am a bit of the Patriotic types (from the name of the blog) and since its Independence day I thought I will Jazz it up a bit. Now I respect my flag a lot. Just that don't have any other way of celebrating Independence day.

We live in a free world. We have the freedom to express our opinions in every which way we want to, we have the freedom to laugh, make jokes, dance and sing, to make new friends and biggest of all we have the freedom to think and yet I can hardly think of a day I was free...

This is what I thought when I wrote the last line.... You were always free. You did the things you like to do. You were free to initiate those things that you did and you were free to take them forward. So, from where did the first thought that "I had never been free" come from....

Well the first thought came because when I started thinking about the major events of my life. From my birth to me writing this blog, for everything I have been dependent on something. I was born, well, obviously due to my parents so totally dependent on them and I have been dependent on them from there on and I will pretty much continue to be dependent on them. Was dependent on my friends during my school and college days for making my day or ruining it, on my teachers (well, not so much in college except for internals) for the Knowledge and at times the T.P. (Time Pass) they provided me with. My sis for helping me out whenever I thought I was about to fall. This Laptop, the internet, this blog of mine and all the friends here. I have been just dependent.

Our Great freedom fighters fought for our Independence for 90 years but Independence was achieved only when we started working as an interdependent cohesive unit. No one could have single-handedly attained Freedom. But guess what.....

I love each and everything or everyone I am dependent on. I can appreciate my life as it is right now because of them. The freedom fighters loved fighting for the Independence of their country and fought really hard. We wanted to have our own governance. We made a choice between the British Rule or having our own Government. We used the freedom we were all born with. I used this liberty through each and every stage I have mentioned here. The most important freedom of them all....

The Freedom To Choose....

Happy Independence day all... Enjoy your Freedom...