Don't know why it rankles.. the thought of a soul behind bars.. in this festive season.. one who 'lit' up myriad eyes with mirth, and hearts with the joy of 'giving'.. if justice is about being fair, why is the legal system full of long drawn-out delays.. draining everything out of you.. what is the reward and what punishment here.. making life itself a penance waiting for the 'sentence'.. akin to being shackled in solitary confinement.. don't know which way the scales balance.. but the burden weighs heavily on us..
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what is beautiful is the ripples these thoughts form, ever-widening.. till a wave takes them with it to the shore..
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