The circumstances of life shackle the bodies and the minds of countless people. There may be many people in the world finding themselves in some sort of a binding situation from which they cannot escape. I am one of those people who are held captive.

To me, freedom is aspirational rather than real. For freedom to become a reality, I must bend the bars that entrap my body within the frame of restrictions with which I have to live.

Even more significantly I must untangle my mind from the barbed wire which binds  fears, concerns, anxieties and hesitation within the grey matter of my cranial cavity.

At times I come close to breaking out from the constraints that shackle me; on other occasions, I feel more bound and more imprisoned than any other time. 

Is freedom a reality or an illusion?