Strings of Freedom

It was long past midnight; the creator of an alternate universe was still awake. She wasn't bound by the laws of the so called reality which is a societal construct anyway.
She held the kite's string firmly and adored the flying kite. The white string transformed into a red one and her fingers were responsible for eradicating the purity of the whiteness.The string was a sacrificer. While one lost its identity, the other gained liberty. The kite hovered in the sky like a pampered prince.
The creator thought her happiness was deep-seated in the kite's freedom to
fly. Unfortunately she erred in her realizations. The string got tangled in a tree. The pampered prince laid down on the ground. A kid who was passing by looked at the kite with sparkling eyes. The fortune of a prince is evergreen.
The creator now gave a small amount of her attention to the silent warrior. She held another kite in her hand and the string's life became a bondage again. The string did not
rebuke nor did it demand for prosthesis.
The alternate universe was not an Utopian world. Perhaps the principle of egalitarianism is proven to be a mirage everywhere.
©songbriti

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