Freedom in doses.

Life comes with fetters,
Fetters we love, 

cherish, seek 

and pray for.

Never realising,
Or wishing, 

For anything else, 

Anything more.

Theres goals, 

Work.
Friends, family, 

Love!

All seeking attention, 

time,
All validating our lives, 

and what we stand for.

Sure,

They enrich us,
And make,

Our existence worthwhile.

But

Once in a while,

Rarely,
Theres an empty spot.

A spot born when,

And Only if.

All the validating elements,

Simultaneously withdraw.

Through the hurt, 

Pain, loneliness,

Something beautiful,

Is born.

Awareness of me, mine, 

Myself,
Without any filters,

Or definitions.

Whenever,

They abandon us,
Our support systems,

Gift freedom.

The freedom,

Of not being answerable,
Living for ourselves! 

Just for those fleeting seconds.

Amidst the hullabaloo,
A place that is just for you.
Freedom in traces,
Freedom in doses.
Shraddha
16.03.2014