When
I found Freedom in Prison
When I was a child, I always
thought Freedom is always inversely proportional to Imprisonment but as the days
passed this theory of Freedom proved false.
From the day I made this heaven,
I always worshipped these beautiful looking idols, materialistic thing, my
existence and my ego. But I always stuck to one question that comes from within
that if I have everything then why I am unable to find contentment. But as the
time passed my experiences answered me everything which converted my heaven into
hell and I found out my real status.
After Struggling whole day to
earn my seat in this world, when I enter my room, sit on floor, bend my knees,
raise my hands, close my eyes and pray to my God. This is the time when I
actually get my freedom for which I am looking for entire day. Freedom of my
thoughts, Freedom to share my feelings and Emotions, Freedom to ask for
anything from my Lord, Freedom to cry as much as I want. This is the
place where I find contentment when I worship my soul.
As I am growing old I am realizing
my childhood theory of Freedom was so much incorrect because Freedom is not
inversely but directly proportional to Imprisonment.