The Prisoner Dog - I

The dog is running here and there all over the compound. She is apparently enjoying herself. And suddenly her attention is diverted to what is going on out side the compound. A couple of dogs are chasing one another in boisterous mood. The dog inside the compound tries to peep through the small openings in the fence. She seems to realize that she could not get through any one of them to join the fun outside. Her natural freedom is restricted by the man made fence around the boundaries of the compound. Hence, she could not enjoy the company of the dogs outside.

I see that I am no different from this dog in some way. I am living within the compound of societal values and norms, and I could not or rather I am not allowed to step out of this artificial boundary drawn by... human beings, even if I do not accept any one of them. Maybe I have to be brave enough to follow my own value system that may not necessarily fall within the limits of societal norms. Or perhaps I have to learn to uphold the values of the society tramping on the ideas flowering within my head.

The dog does not seem to be bothered very much by the fact that she could not go out and join the other dogs outside. Or perhaps, she has not realized what she is denied of. Thus, she continues to enjoy herself running all over the place within the confine of the compound.