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'May you be free'

A Chinese curse says 'May you find what you are looking for.' In the same way, I heard someone say, 'May you be free,' meant as a curse.
Freedom here means the availability of choices. And when there are choices, you are bound though you are free. You are bound or obligated to make a choice and live as per the choice you made, along with its repercussions and consequences. But when you are not free, free enough to make choices, then that is when you are really free, free to follow the single path in front of you.
I am being reminded of this whenever I see what is happening in the country of freedom, of democracy. We have too many choices, and not educated about the good and bad choices. And we always end up choosing the rotten ones. Making a blind choice is as dangerous as not having one, and being compelled to walk on the single available rotten path. I just wish, we all gain enough intellect to choose rightly.
And only then will 'May you be free' turn into a boon.  

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