Instead of the freedom to be happy.
it’s so beautiful, thank you for sharing it.
but i don’t see it related to the post at all… OP’s post feels like serfdom apology? it’s super weird honestly. It’s not freedom if it’s not a choice.
My reading of Tagore’s poem is like: different choices and conditions develop two different worldviews, two solitudes that they could not “explain to each other”. But they still loved each other. And - in my reading - the bird in the cage in the end doesn’t have “the strength to soar”. I feel there is some social commentary behind, probably about colonialism and some “comfort”. But I really don’t know.
Thank you again for sharing. Long ago I read Charulata, and it was so powerful and beautiful. I should definitely read more by Tagore.