Freedom Exist! . . . . Does It?

☼ If freedom exist, then it is restricted to the one distinctive act of choosing our profession. After this ALL FREEDOM is OVER!

You begin to study at the University. You try to become a doctor, engineer, salesman, management guy, lawyer, government worker or something…..anything.

You are compelled to participate in an exceptionally stiff syllabus which ends with a progression of examinations. If you pass those examinations, you then receive a degree. Now you can pursue your profession. You think you have freedom once again. But as soon as you enter your professional life, you become a slave.

You are now dependent on success, money, your ambition, your hunger for fame, on whether or not people like you. You must submit yourself to go up. You must earn money; you must take part in the ruthless competition of castes, creed, colour, families, political parties, media, etc. But yes, you have one freedom – the freedom to become successful and well to do and to be hated by the unsuccessful or vice versa
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☼ When I was young and a student, I never realized or fully comprehended that I actually had luxury and had abundant time for myself. We studied a little, worked a little, didn’t waste much time and thought that we were diligent – and we barely were conscious of what we could do going forward or what we would do with our freedom.

After finishing our student life we start hunting for jobs – suddenly we receive a call from some authority – are given assignments, missions and designations. We then struggle to move on to higher levels, and out of the blue we are trapped in a network of duties and responsibilities that squeezes us the more we try to move inside it. The duties and responsibilities are small, but each of them has to be fulfilled and carried out at its proper hour. The day then seems to have more tasks than hours.

So from classrooms, office chambers, meeting rooms to the office restrooms, our official journeys have gobbled up the freedom that we once thought we possessed. The freedom to choose tasks, to study - disappeared.

Now I yearn for those days, and imagine that if ever I had such freedom again, I would fully enjoy its pleasures and possibilities.
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