When I started to think of what to write about My freedom,
For me My FREEDOM is all those tiny happiness that I get and
remember.
My freedom is resting on my
mother’s lap, laughing endlessly at my sister’s stupid jokes..or the tiffs now
and then.
Serious talk with my brother. Or eat like a glutton without a guilt.
Crave for love even being loved every second.
My Freedom is a Big Haversack
Bag, some trendy clothes in that, a nice chic sunglass,
with an ipod handy and some books that are friendly.
A DSLR, a handycam…and a purse filled with plastic cash. An
impulse to tour my Mother Land.
My freedom I wish was a
vaccination to eradicate sorrows,
Freedom to me is a chance to live today, like there’s no tomorrow
