Freedom is letting go of all the things you are holding close to you right now and setting yourself free , free birds never come back they fly away , its only the trained one's who come back but they wouldn't know what is beyond that mountain and not even realize that they are chained to this security which they call home , if you look at things logically freedom is the death of the cocoon and the birth of the butterfly ! the part being cocoon might be lost for ever but it has to set itself free to be a butterfly , just like this we have to let go our cocoon's to know that we are destined to be butterfly's ,do not think of me a pessimist but i have longed for this freedom for a very long time , and every time you think you can break free you tend to be pulled back to the where you were and that's life isn't it ? we don't lack imagination but we lack procedure and the time to reach what we are looking for . Its like cleaning your closet , things which were dearer once are just thrash today ? did we outgrow them ? but that makes us to think what are we holding on today .
