Freedom

Rahul Arora, has been lying on the bed in an ICU ,in one of the renowned Multi specialty hospital for the last 15 days. He is on ventilator , all his parts are almost damaged except his brain and heart and he has been waiting for his heart to stop pounding. All the people around him whom he has been thinking to be of his own, are in their own states of mind.Some of them are sad, some of them are bored visiting him, some of them have been waiting for his death and  some waiting to heir his fortune! He never imagined a day of this sort being a multi millionaire , he thought he is invincible!! Now here he is waiting for his own death very desperately....The heart stopped pounding..And Then, 

He got his freedom!

Raju,never felt he belonged to that place. He has been a loner, introvert who never wanted to mingle with other kids , all of the different age groups, not even with the ones of his age. Many questions, many dreams, lot of anguish and pain, longing for love, waiting for a miracle, a time churner ,lots of doubts, suspicions, there wasn't a day till date in his life, where he slept with happiness. One day, a couple came there and  looked all over and then, amongst all the kids in the orphanage CHOSE HIM!!..And then, 

He got his Freedom!!

Mollie, is more than a family to him.It is always with him playing around, eating , hopping, waiting for him,his mute companion and he is everything to it.His wife left this world, his son left that country and left him forever, but Mollie never did. Not because dogs are loyal, but because he was it's everything .He always worried what happens to Mollie when he is gone.He started worrying every moment as it grew older his worry intensified.He wanted Mollie to die first so that he can die at peace later. And one day after a good meal, like everyday it sat on his lap looking into his eyes but with a different smile that said , I know what you want and slept forever! And the man,

he got his Freedom !

Nancy, cried the whole day finding it difficult to move because of the bruises both physical and mental. Its been 10 years that she got married and there isn't a day where she dint cry. He has got his sadism at his peaks and always chose her as his prey!That night she has decided to put an end to this. He came at his regular time of 2'O clock in the midnight and she pretended sleeping. He kicked her and asked her to cook his favorite dish then and there.She did. When she got it to him, he threw it on to the floor with a sadistic smile. He drank a bottle full of his  favorite whisky and slept.

And he slept forever! She knew he would do this and so poisoned both the food and the drink. She dint want to take any chance! Er..Not anymore!And then,

She got her freedom!

Sometimes a relationship or a home or love or even life can seem like a cage. Isn't freedom a relative term?! 

Isn't it true that freedom is a relative term?