Sunday, October 09, 2005

Freedom

"While I was fighting, I heard other people speaking in the name of freedom, and the more they defended this unique right, the more enslaved they seemed to be to their parents' wishes, to a marriage in which they had promised to stay with the other person 'for the rest of their lives', to the bathroom scales, to their diet, to half-finished projects, to lovers to whom they were incapable of saying 'No' or 'It's over', to weekends when they were obliged to have lunch with people they didn't even like. Slaves to luxury, to the appearance of luxury, to the appearance of the appearance of luxury. Slaves to a life they had not chosen, but which they had decided to live because someone had managed to convince them that it was all for the best. And so their identical days and nights passed, days and nights in which adventure was just a word in a book or an image on the television that was always on, and whenever a door opened, they would say: 'I'm not interested. I'm not in the mood.'"

3 comments:

Jheera said...

http://www.harpercollins.co.uk/Resources/extracts/ex_ch_zahir_coelho.pdf

Page 9, Last paragraph ...

Jheera said...

btw .. I havent read the book yet, it is definitly on the to do list, once i get some reprieve from the chores ....

Muhammad Saqib Ilyas said...

Thanks Jheera. I intentionally didnt post the source to see who points it out. I'm about more than half way through.