Monday, February 17, 2014

Free to fly

The feet tapped to the music,she hummed along mindlessly. Suddenly she looked at her feet , the trinklets , the toe rings and she smiled at the symbols which others consider as being tied down. She on the other hand had found her wings. As she turned back to her work ,she scribbled this -

Sometimes freedom is in being trapped by love, with love. 
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5 comments:

  1. SirishaFebruary 18, 2014 at 1:58 AM

    Aww! So sweet!

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  2. WritingsForLifeFebruary 18, 2014 at 2:02 AM

    So true. Love is the only trap that makes you feel completely liberated :-)

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  3. AparnaFebruary 18, 2014 at 7:56 AM

    Trapped and flying :).. loved the connection!

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  4. DaakshiFebruary 18, 2014 at 8:09 AM

    Love the love connection!

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  5. Ankit SharmaFebruary 18, 2014 at 9:28 AM

    Amazing to the power 10.
    Such a sweet little note to read before I start my day. Good Morning

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