Freedom In Japanese Novels & Stories

‎I REFUSE ‎ ‎Avianna's POV (Part 1) ‎ ‎Kung may isang bagay na gusto kong maranasan sa buhay ko, iyon ay ang kalayaan. ‎ ‎Hindi pera. Hindi marangyang buhay. Hindi ang pagiging tagapagmana ng isa sa pinakamalalaking kumpanya sa bansa. ‎ ‎Kalayaan. ‎ ‎Nakakatawa, hindi ba?

"G-ganther..." "Freedom. Choose to leave this place than waving a war because of nonsense reasons. Stupidity if you didn't listen to me. Be stupid and let them treat you like a dog with a leash. I'm giving you your piece to move freely. When I say freedom isn't not just leaving this place and running away but letting yourself decide on what you want. This game is played by all and all the players should have the right to choose. " Tumalikod na ako pero ng may maalala ako bigla ulit akong humarap.

"Akala ko nasa simbahan ka. Kanina ka pa ba rito? Bakit ka nandito? Freedom is knowing what you need in life and having the voice to demand it. It is knowing what you need from partners, friends, and family and settling for nothing less. It is taking care of yourself and not feeling guilty. It is about allowing yourself to indulge in the things that make you feel alive. Freedom is never allowing yourself to settle for things that are less than what you want, need, and deserve. "Hinihintay ka. Obvious naman ata."

"Of course, I talk like an idiot. Otherwise how could you understand me?" Sa huli ay nagpakawala na lang siya ng hangin. "I can give you everything you need, even freedom. But the freedom you are asking is beyond the limitation. You are free in doing anything inside the house, free in giving orders, free in getting and using anything you want. Pero ang lumabas at pumunta sa kung saan, hindi ko mapahihintulutan."

“Kahit hindi pa ito sapat para alisin nila ang wanted notice sa ulo mo, sigurado akong hindi ka nila aarestuhin nang harapan. Kaya, magagawa mo nang ilabas sa publiko ang katotohanan na buhay ka pa. Pwede ka nang mabuhay nang malaya.” Habang nagsasalita, nagdagdag si Charlie, “Syempre, pagdating sa geograpikong aspeto, limitado pa rin ang kalayaang sinasabi ko dahil hindi ka pa rin pwedeng tumapak sa Japan. Pwede kang pumunta sa kahit saang bahagi ng mundo maliban doon. Wala namang magiging problema basta hindi ka pumunta ng Japan para himukin sila.”

“I just wanted to have some fun since I never had a chance to go place like this when I was still in Axia.” “Well, you can’t really go in a place like this because you are a public figure,” sabi ni Jyn. “But at least have someone to stay at your side when you are having fun. This place is too dangerous for someone like you.” I frowned. “Like me?” He nodded. “A person who believes that everyone has their freedom to do what they want expecting that all people that they might encounter will just accept it without question.” “Isn’t that what we really have?” I said. “Freedom to do what we want but be sure not to hurt anyone?”

"J-Just do anything you want, Klyton---" "It should be babe, not Klyton." What the h*ll. "Anong katarantaduhan---" "You should talk calmy. Japanese people hold their temper like how they hold a glass of wine on their hands," sermon sa'kin nito. Palihim naman akong napairap. "F-Fine." "Put your hands on my arms, okusan." "Okusan?" "It means wife."

Sinamantala na nga nila ang pinagdadaanan ko noon tapos damay pa rin ako hanggang ngayon? "You love your freedom, right?" Naguguluhan man sa mga tanong niya ay tumango pa rin ako. I value my freedom so much pero kinailangan kong isuko para mailigtas ang mas maraming tao. At hindi naman ako nagsisisi sa nangyari dahil kahit papa'no, may kalayaan pa naman akong gawin ang mga bagay na gusto ko. "You love your freedom and I don't want to take what you love from you."

Isang linggo lamang sana ang balak niyang pananatili sa Japan. Ngunit nang makarating siya roon, parang ayaw na niyang umalis. Kung hindi lamang dahil malapit na ang pagbubukas ng klase, marahil ay hindi pa rin siya babalik. Napangiti si Ysa habang hawak ang telepono. “Kapag nagsimula ka nang magtrabaho,” sagot niya nang kalmado, “makakamit mo rin ang financial freedom.”

mahina kong sagot, halos pabulong. He nodded, satisfied. “Good. Lunch will be served here. After that, we have business to attend to.” Napakunot ang noo ko—anong business? Ngunit hindi ko na naitanong. He sat down on the sofa, crossing his legs, and regarded me. “Come here,” he ordered. “Sit.” Lumapit ako, naupo sa tabi niya, pilit pinapakalma ang sarili. He looked at me, his gaze unreadable. “You need to understand the difference between freedom and privilege. Here, you have privileges because I allow it. You are not free. Don’t ever mistake one for the other.”