Original Painting by Ms. Mercy Sugunya, Acrylic Painting. An Entrepreneur & an Artist. Mail Id: sugan2772@gmail.com. |
Below Script was scribed based on the two images Shared by my friends Ms. Mercy Sugunya & Ms. Manisha Hariharan.
Author’s Insights…
There are dreams that remain buried,
Deep inside each of you, those are never shattered, neither built nor taken from them. Most of that dreams are completely free, completely themselves and completely with one.
Dream of fulfilment, dream of love and dream of eternal life
For most out there, freedom is unsatisfied goal of fulfilling self. An unattainable desire, but for that very reason it is ignored.
By promising someone an eternal life, it destitute the temporal life, by teaching them to trust in God’s help it takes away the trust in their own powers; by giving them faith in a better life in heaven, it destroys the faith in a better life on earth and the effort it takes to attain such a life. Freedom gives human the power of imagination to desire, but for that very reason failed to get what they really and truly desire for.
For any person the first priority is raising the level of consciousness with freedom. The desire to be aware of oneself and one’s actions contributes to it to a great extent and it is advisable to have some time set aside for this practice every day. When you look at the entire reality as such from within and from the inside out; the inner level of the Soul always desires to attain freedom and eternity.
Original Sketch by Ms. Manisha Hariharan, Artist Charcoal Pencil & Water colour. Contact Mail: manishaallihariharan@gmail.com |
The Voice of freedom fighter…
The pounding of my feet and the agonising pace of my heart were the only things I could hear as I sprinted down the never ending street towards freedom and eternity. I couldn’t look behind me in fear of what I might see and the possible consequences of allowing my attention to slip for even a second. I just had to keep riding as if I wanted to live. If I wanted to be happy, I decided to be alone. After all I went through to get this far I just couldn’t give up now and go back to it. I was so close to what I had longed for. I could finally see the street ending with the rays of sun settling down. I pushed myself to reach that place so I could rest and close my eyes for a minute.
The thought of finally getting away was the only thing motivating me to ride this long. Freedom motivates me to get away from the pain and suffering that would finally finish and I could be my own person again. All that I found is a peaceful place, under a tree, swinging for eternity.
All this freedom and eternity isn’t there all these years of being home, being discriminated, being intimidated and almost killing me. A cheap bed, notorious men around and the deserted place reminds of the tearing moments on the bed when being persecuted all that for money, sex and fantasy. Pushed them away breaking the doors, looked around for the triumph in search of Freedom and Eternity.
Now that, I have gone for too long so I shall build myself a new life, here, in the deserted town and the hop my voice and personality may return one day.
Amazing One I should say!The way you think and connect is adding more Essence!!Keep writing.
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ReplyDeleteI can feel that girl Samar!!! MORE POWER TO S!!!
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