free to flutter in the wind. Except, she was miserable and dejected,
detested the wind-bound vitality. She always dreamt of the world,
beyond the 100 feet, aspired to touch the heavens and earnestly
longed for her liberation.
Thats when she met him and she was in love.
The unimpeded him. Neither tied to a thread nor dancing at the whims
of a stranger. He was free. He admired her charm and shared all the
wonders of the world she missed. She hid her envy but tied him with
her and together they flew.
Days passed and he wasn't happy anymore. But still, he never expressed
resentment, restrained his world to hers. Her love for him changed to
possession and she too was unhappy again. Gradually, he lost his
vigour and was torn apart. And then one day, he couldn't fly anymore
and perished.
She felt culpable and realised the truth of her life-
It was his freedom that she loved.
