Freedom, Liberty, and Our Journey

It was a trip we had waited months for, only to see the sapphire sky, silvery sands, and glorious ocean tides. There was such a desire to just escape from life and its cacophony for a little while. And there we were, after a long journey, we found ourselves stepping our feet on the kingdom of barnacles, the starfish’s homeland, with the crowds of crabs cheering upon us.

Not long afterwards, we happened to be sitting next to each other, facing the borderless coast carpeted by endless vigorous waves. While savouring snacks and enjoying ourselves, we both stared at the rippling seas and the shorebirds flying above. Then I said, “I wonder how it feels to be a bird.”
“What do you mean?”
“You know, to be free and liberated.”
Then he said something I would never forget, “It’s really fascinating and enthralling indeed being free. However, you don’t know what lies beneath the sea surface. Those birds might hunt for fish, but the bigger fish down there is also scavenging for food for their own lives. And those ‘free’ birds might be their prey. Being free means being strong. If you want to be free, be strong.”

AR.

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