Free will

Thats one thing you can never have enough of. She imagined what it would be like if we said what we felt; if we did what we said; and lived life with no sense of cause or effect. She was thankful that most of the time she was given the space and liberty to be herself.

But who was she? Was she the dependable, amiable, organized, responsible, happy person that most people knew her to be? Or was there a side to her that no one had ever seen? A side she was hesitant to admit existed- The Dark side. She wondered if she would have been any different if she had no sense of where she came from, who she represented and who she was answerable to? No constraints, no expectations, no responsibility and no conscience. Would she have lived life recklessly and on the edge? Would she have tattooed her body, colored her hair, rode a motorbike, been on roller coasters, taken trips to faraway lands on a whim, drank like a fish, smoked like a chimney and been in and out of love ? She found the thought equally amusing and appalling.

She had done crazy things in her life but nothing that had turned it over. And the thought made her sad. She was yet to come to terms with the fact that most people had an obnoxious side and hers was waiting to unfold. She believed that when the right time and opportunity presented itself, she would grab life by the collar, look it in the face and say "I'm in" !!

After all, if life hasn't taken your breath away, you haven't lived at all. She could hardly wait for her wild ride to begin !! She believed that everyone deserved that one moment of utter madness, that one secret desire, that one hysterical incident and that one insane affair with life.