Someone somewhere wrote about the joy of being bound to something.
Freedom means nothing. It isn’t desired.
When does one stop demanding liberation?
When one loves perhaps.
Maybe we can only truly fall in love with someone we don’t really know at all.
4 comments:
unbearable lightness of being?
do i want to be free? yeh figure out nahi kiya abhi tak.who knows, yaar.
shadow lines' narrator..
okay. but he was himself toh free of everyone. even ila didnt love him back.
i don't think he was free.. or had a personality of his own..
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