Can you imagine the pain of a bird whose wings are cut and put in a cage…
which once wanted to fly and touch the sky, go to places where nobody has gone, reach the heights which no one had ever scaled..
can you imagine its pain?
Can you imagine the pain of a mind which is hammered and flattened..
a dynamic, swift and eager mind raring to think the unthinkable, ready to go beyond imagination left in a lull..
can you imagine its sorrow?
Perhaps you can.
But can you imagine the pain of such bird or such mind who does it willingly?