The old man dosed in his favourite chair though his usual nap eluded him.
Once again, he vowed to stop watching the news which left him feeling distressed.
The latest announcement reminded him of those dark days of carrying a pass wherever he went, the curfew hours, the restrictions that banished him from enjoying God’s gifts.
He recalled those bitter days that segregated his life into compartments of different worlds.
Tears welled in his eyes as he remembered vividly the things he had done for his freedom, now being dismantled piece by piece, brick by brick with every passing day.