
Dante's eyes widened as he emerged from the sooty soils of Satan's grasp. His long journey through the punishing pits of hell had ended and all he could gaze upon were the stars twinkling in the night sky overhead. He was free. Free from the tortures that he hoped would never befall upon him, as they did his kin. As he walked farther away from the crevice leading into hell, he kept his chin titled upward to marvel at the fruits of his journey through Satan's lair; the stars chanted freedom to him.
As his eyes stayed locked upon the beaming night sky, he suddenly bumped into a presence standing before him.
"I am sorry my brother," the stranger's voice told him with the wisp of a foreign tongue, "I did not mean to get in your way, but I see you too share the fascination of stars".
"Oh no, it was clearly my fault." Dante explained, "You see my friend, I have just escaped and endured the tormented environment of hell, and now to gaze upon the stars, brings me great joy and appreciation to know that I am free."
"Ah, freedom…" the person sighed, "I know the meaning of that word all too well… My name is name is Mohandas Karamchand Gandhi, and freedom is the water that I have been thirsting for, yet has been sustaining me, my entire life."
"Oh, pleasure to meet you my good sir. My name is Dante. And by what means do you claim to know the liberties and elements of freedom?"
"Freedom, is one's gift of having the right to fight, and the fruition of having to fight for one's right. I in particular, have dedicated my life to this matter. This is issue of civil liberties that I believe no being of humankind should lack grace of. I have been through the hunger strikes, the pain, ambush, and yet even in my imprisonment, I have never felt so free knowing that my people will walk in the footsteps of freedom."
Dante turned to face the bellowing night sky once again. He could feel the beat of his heart pulsing with the sounds that the stars sang down to him. He thought of how wise this Gandhi fellow was, for he whispered the words that the stars spoke.
"I too have for seen these lack of freedoms. But I can't help but wonder my newfound friend… I have been through the turmoil's of hell, and it seems that any possible agony and loss of freedom to feel here on earth, seems but a ripple compared to the waves of agony to wash over you in hell." Dante sighed. "It seems as though those cages of punishment, do not seem fit for any being of moral stature".
"I agree with you my friend. And that is why you must agree with me as well. Because although those pains of imprisonment have been deemed the utmost deprival of freedom, it only means that why do those here on earth, who have done anything wrong, also suffer lack of freedom?"
"I see what you are saying Gandhi. The words you speak are wise, for you fathom that freedom in itself is the crowning blessing, thus, lack of freedom would be deemed the ultimate punishment. So those who do not transgress the laws of God, such as you and your peaceful people, and still do not obtain this freedom, suffer wretched gallows."
Dante and Gandhi both looked toward the stars now. They reminded Dante that even though hell was in existence, heaven was only a look to the sky away as well.
"Remember…" Dante declared, "If the mortal realms of earth have taken away your freedom, it will be known that those chains you abide by now shall be abolished in heaven."
"I could see the stars from my prison cell as well." Gandhi sighed, "It was not only my remembrance of the world outside, but of the faith we must keep outside our world. I keep faith in knowing freedom will obtained someday."
"I have learned so much from you my friend."
"And I, you." Gandhi placed his palms together and bowed. "Shubh raatri".
E quindi uscimmo a riveder le stelle… The two friends came forth to see the stars.
I believe in freedom. The dictionary defines freedom as: the state of being free or at liberty rather than in confinement or under physical restraint. But I believe that freedom is so much more than that. Freedom is present in all our lives. Whether we live in America, the home of the free, or in places where freedom must be sought and fought for, freedom is the intertwining of our lives here on earth. Freedom is apparent in us; therefore, it is has become apparent in our world. From those reaching for the grasp of its obtainment, to being underappreciated and overlooked, freedom has become a part of our human existence. It is what we fight for, and what we have a right for.
Like the wind, freedom is the force that we can't see, but we can feel. It can hurricane into wars over its presence, but it is the constant breeze that carries the hope in people. When Gandhi fought for freedom, he fought for something he didn't have much of, but he knew that it was an essence to life, therefore, worth dedicating his life to. Dante saw hell through the eyes of the people who experienced the complete lack and physical torments of freedom.
Freedom is what I believe. Freedom is what the world needs. Hence, freedom is the essence of our lives. It is the wind, it is the breath of those who speak for freedom and it is what we seek and yearn for. "Mankind is at best when it is most free. This will be clear if we grasp the principle of liberty. We must recall that the basic principle is freedom of choice, which saying many have on their lips, but few in their minds". -Dante