Beyond my veil is an alien world- one that can change me forever. More often than I would like to admit, it forays into my fantasies and entices me towards it. It lures me to run away from this prison that I call life. Aah, but they say that foreign world is sinful. So I hold back my steps.
But how could I ever hold back my thoughts. I fancy riding a bike on a hilly terrain, the cool breeze hitting my face. I think of climbing up the trees and devouring half-ripened mangoes, just like my brothers do. I wish to jump half-naked into the village pond, let my bare skin soak the waters of freedom. I dream of dancing in the fields for the joy of first rains. I want to bless my life with all that they call sinful.
If only I could!
But how could I ever hold back my thoughts. I fancy riding a bike on a hilly terrain, the cool breeze hitting my face. I think of climbing up the trees and devouring half-ripened mangoes, just like my brothers do. I wish to jump half-naked into the village pond, let my bare skin soak the waters of freedom. I dream of dancing in the fields for the joy of first rains. I want to bless my life with all that they call sinful.
If only I could!