Assalamualaikum, hello.
I have not write here for several months now; I totally forgot the existance of this blog.
Anyhow, I'm back. SPM's over....but am I a free bird? No.
What is freedom? Is it having to sleep after a whole day of work, or is it feeling safe from bombs and soldiers with guns and snipers? What is this thing called freedom that people have been talking about? It is all that matters?
My dad told me earlier that freedom is when you're not carrying any burden on your shoulders, that you don't have to worry anymore. Well if that is what freedom really is, then I've never even hold it my whole life. I have never felt secure about anything....but shouldn't we all just thank to God for what He had given us? Shouldn't we stop complaining, and start having hope? Its not that easy.
Freedom.
That is all that matters. Once you've experienced it, you wouldn't want to let go of it.
One will never have freedom entirely to themselves. Freedom don't just come juggling around you. You have to earn it. Emphasize on the word earn.
But I don't earn freedom. I don't deserve to have it....yet I still want it; more than anything else.
I want to not to care about anything.
But as we all are; humans, we symphatize, we care. We have humanity which birds don't.
So if you ask me again, is freedom all that matters? Don't you want to be a bird, flying around without any problem?
I would answer No. I don't want to, because then, what is the purpose of you living without any hardship? Will you remember Him when you're too busy cuddling with your freedom? Everything happens for a reason, and if you haven't had your freedom yet, maybe you just simply don't deserve it.
I don't deserve it.
Tykah.