Free Will

The only bit about my life that was not in my hands was my birth. Maybe my death won’t be either. But, in between, I’ve the power to make/ break my life. I’ve free will.

I may be an early bird. I may be a nocturnal creature. It’s my will.

I may be an athlete. I may be a couch potato. It’s my will.

I may work hard. I may not work at all. It’s my will.

I may be a social activist. I may be a socialite. It’s my will.

I may be ugly Betty. I may be plain Jane. I may be Helen of Troy. It’s my will.

I may don the 9-yard. I may flaunt a bikini. It’s my will.

I may party all night. I may work all day. It’s my will.

I may travel the world. I may stay locked in my room. It’s my will.

I may like you. I may not. It’s my will.

I may bungee-jump. I may spend my day in a spa. It’s my will.

I may flirt outrageously. I may not pay any attention to you. It’s my will.

I may hear every word you say. I may not listen to any of it. It’s my will.

I may have the intent. I may not act. It’s my will.

I may cry. I may laugh. It’s my will.

I may adore you. I may abhor you. It’s my will.

I may move on quickly. I may take forever. It’s my will.

I may live in the past. I may wish about the future. It’s my will.

I may want to tell you. I may not want to explain. It’s my will.

I may love myself. I may hate myself. I may hurt myself. It’s my will.

I may weather the storm alone. I may want my circle of strength. It’s my will.

I may call you 10 times a day. I may not talk to you for 10 days at a stretch. It’s my will.

I may use a Xiaomi. I may use an iPhone. It’s my will.

I may live a life of luxury. I may love austerity. It’s my will.

I may want to be in touch with you. I may want to never see your face again. It’s my will.

I may commit. I may be open to new experiences. It’s my will.

I may want the moon & stars. I may want a Dairy Milk. It’s my will.

I may be logical. I may be irrational. It’s my will.

I may want your friendship/ philosophy/ guidance. I may want you to buzz off. It’s my will.

I may want to change myself. I may be happy the way I’m. It’s my will.

I may want to please you. I may not want to lower my guard. It’s my will.

I may admire you. I may be in awe of you. I may think you’re a psycho. It’s my will.

I may smoke. I may drink. I may dope. It’s my will.

I may drive. I may be driven around. It’s my will.

I may want to make love to you. I may have a headache. It’s my will.

I may support India. I may support Sri Lanka. I may support Croatia. I may support France. It’s my will.

I may dislike theory. I may like literature. It’s my will.

I may seek your advice. I may want you to shut up. It’s my will.

I may want to be exceptional. I may want to be mediocre. It’s my will.

I may want a one-night stand. I may want a commitment for the next seven lives. It’s my will.

I may pursue enlightenment. I may be happy in my ignorance. It’s my will.

I may be right. I may be wrong. Let me learn the lessons. Let the actions remain my will. I may lead a meaningless life. I may not care for standards. As Bon Jovi said, “It’s my life; it’s now or never I ain’t gonna live forever; I just wanna live while I’m alive.”

My life’s different. Why should I accept terms & conditions? I may make a complete fool of myself. I may stumble. I may be shattered. But I’ll at least have the comfort of learning my own way. As long as I’m not harming anyone, I don’t see a reason for interference.

I’ve boundaries. Respect them. Let me live. Let me breathe. Let me learn. Don’t clip my wings. Let me be who I’m. I may turn out to be better than expected. Don’t make me rebel.

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