She woke up in the comfortable bed, so soft that her face snugly sunk in her pillow. She looked at the bright sunshine bathing her room. “Her room” - thinking about these two words made her smile. Though she tried to push away the next pictures that came to her mind, she couldnt. Her brain forced her to visualise the damp dark room, smell the stink of sweaty crowd. But not anymore, she was free. Free as a bird.

But was she? A free bird or a caged one? She wondered. Surely all this luxury is all she ever wanted to make her happy. But was she happy? Did not feel it when she woke her. A tingly feeling of loneliness washed her like a gust of wind. She knew her past, her present will never get rid of this cage of solitude in future. She playfully chewed her gold chain and then brought it near her eyes. As she watched the world turn golden with sunshine through the chain, she knew exactly how she felt at that moment.