The Caged Bird

From the archives - Monday, September 06, 2004
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I let the bird go, fly away from the cage I had so painstakingly made for it. Made with the best material available so that it would love to stay there.

And since then it hasn't returned back yet.

On some quite evening, thinking about it, I realized that the bird was never in the cage, never was it with me. I had woven the web around myself and deceived myself to see it. When I opened its cage, it was I that flew, freed from the cage......



(c) Deapesh.

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