“Her Freewill” by: Poonam

It appeared as if her hair was more happy when She walked through the breeze. Her clothes seemed to accompany her tresses as they both swing together swiftly, hand in hand, with the wind.

Her heart began to dance but when She got the sombre & grave looks from the people around, her mind resisted to participate in the celebration. The society was bent upon crushing her joyous spirit. She wondered, if this was happening to all or She was the sole victim of this conspiracy!

All of a sudden, an epiphany strucks her; the spirit of nature & other living beings cannot be contained. Nobody can dictate a flower how to bloom, nobody can preach a tree about his height, birds are free to touch the sky & water can gush down from mountains in any direction. Nature is beautiful because it is free!

She smiled & opened the locks of her hair to let them fall on her shoulders. She removed her shoes & loosened her tight robe. Then She began to spin & sway, twirl & whirl, chant & sing, laugh & gleam. For the first time in her life, She was completely oblivious of anything around her. She was the most alluring, melodious & unbound creature anyone has ever witnessed. Everyone was awestruck by her charisma. They were unable to comprehend the reason behind such transformation.

However, She was at peace. Because She has found herself. She has attained her freedom & acknowledged her will. This was Her Freewill ! ~Poonam