Freedom

Many lives were wasted and sacrificed in pursuit of what they call freedom. While there are heroes who died of bloody battle, there are those who fought in silence. Men who believed a pen and paper is all it takes to awaken people of their deep sleep and surrender from their bloody deeds. Yet as we march towards the street and brag about how we gained or regained our freedom, we find ourselves consoled of the fact that it is temporary. For when we are not satisfied of what's happening around us, of what we had since we joined the battle, then and again shall we struggle over and over in search of the 7 letter word. But then, why don't we ask ourselves first if we know the real meaning of freedom before we run to the streets or begin a fight? Maybe freedom isn't about being free from dictatorship and be able to say words which insults other people; perhaps it isn't about being able to do whatever you desire without anyone controlling us. Well, freedom for us to know is when we are open to hear and understand the shortcomings of other people, when we can go about without the fear of ending up as a victim of crimes, when we are free from the desire of human lust, of luxuries which makes us desire for more than we need and of the desire of being always at the top and in power among others. When we could free our mind of such desires, then we can truly say we are free!