Freedom

There was once a slave boy who never knew what freedom meant. The concept of it all eluded him and the thought only bemused him. One day help came and he was told that he now was a free man. He stood there bewildered about what they meant. He enquired and he was told that he now had liberty to do whatever he wished. He became happy and in his glee slapped his owner. When he was stopped it only angered him and in his anger he abused the law enforcer who restrained him. He was beat up and thrown in a cage. He became confused once more as if he was free to do what he wished for why was he in jail?

He soon learnt that freedom meant living under set rules which the society deemed appropriate. It meant not to hurt someone for your own pleasure. It was slavery dressed in a refined suit. He started to work hard once more hoping to earn his freedom. He spoke out against the corrupt system and was once again jailed. As he laid in his jail cell he deduced that only those in power were truly free. He soon was released and his struggle for freedom started again. Soon, he rose to power and acquired everything a mortal could wish for; wealth, fame and knowledge. Still he didn’t understand freedom. He was above the laws that applied to the average people and was free to do what he wished. He could kill a man and get away with it but still he found himself bounded towards a greater cause. Something inside him enslaved him and constrained him to his humanity. Soon, like all men he became old and fragile and as he laid on his bed, scholars surrounded him. He asked the only question he never had an answer to. What was freedom? They all gave their definitions. They argued amongst themselves. Some said they were free now others retorted the only freedom was in death but it all was in vain for he wasn’t free and neither were they. As his eyes were about to close he heard an old sage quoting Gibran, “And thus your freedom when it loses its fetters becomes itself the fetter of a greater freedom” and he understood… There was no freedom… not even in death.

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11 Responses to “Freedom”

  1. Wow this is so deep and so thought provoking. Truly there is no such thing as freedom but having said that we are more free than most people.

    Those rules and laws are in place because of those people that abuse freedom.

    • True, but even if those laws and rules weren’t there will we be in the true essence of the word, free?

      • We are never free because in your post it shows no matter what level of society you are in their is an authority to answer to.

        Also even when you are above the law and in power there is still a higher authority even after death.

        But having said all that you have to define freedom yourself. Freedom for me is being able to make simple choices like what to eat, wear, where to work, we can choose our friends. We can choose our life partners. What car we want to buy. How many kids I want to have.

        We are luckier than most people. Look at china and north Korea, what do they know what freedom is.

        We are never free because our creator doesn’t give us the freedom even after death we answer to him.

  2. and the truth shall set u free…. 🙂

  3. China? Lol, that is just propaganda actually. I have friends studying in china and its like every other country -.- Don’t know how things are in N. Korea but I do believe that the media and US do hype the situation and make it sound worse than it actually is. And as for those freedoms well sometimes we don’t even have those freedoms and we blame that the other person wasn’t upto my standards or I wasn’t into them etc. It’s all so messed up

  4. the story and the concept was great yet i still don’t understand the quote….

  5. great post Devil! you make me think. its always nice to ponder about such words and their true meaning but sometimes you go mad because its just a circle of confusion. nice story!

  6. Hmmmm. Your last lines stabbed the heart. There truly is no freedom but who knows, whats on the other side waiting for us. Maybe freedom. If not hell that is.

    btw , Hiya! Been long : )

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