Caged Bird III

I saw another bird flying high. Sometimes back I envied her and now I pity her.Yes! She was high but somehow got trapped in the cage fitted at that altitude. The new captivator was enchanting. He gave that bird all the comforts, all the happiness she could dream of. She loved her cage even more, surrendered her entire self to the captivator just on the assurance that,

"He loved her. He loved when she sang just for him. He loved her presence in that cage."

Times changed with the ticking of clock but the bird was still savoring the cage's beauty & her captivator's charm.He returned one day and asked her to leave. The bird was taken aback.With her wings trimmed she could no longer fly. She had devoted herself to the cage & captivator who now made her realize how ugly she was, how hoarse was her voice. The captivator was now fed up of her crooning &

; embarrassed at her twittering. He wanted to throw out the cage but for 'old time's sake' asked the bird to fly out to the sky and lend him some peace. He forgot that now her wings were trimmed. She begged him to let her stay but it was in vain. All she got were some harsh words and a period to heal her body.

The body ill heal but what about the soul? Such issues are dealt harshly in ordinary circumstances as people prefer tending to their basic needs only. The bird has wounds on her heart and soul. Is this the destiny of all birds?
The cage may be of iron or of gold but all it does is to curb freedom.....freedom of the heart, mind and soul. Once her wounds heal she might fly once again but will her heart again throb with the excitement of flying when she has already fallen in love with the cage? Alas! She is just a guest now and not the owner of the cage. It will soon belong to some other bird.....