The right to write

I think I must have been born with ink in my veins because from a very early age I was writing verses and essays, poor as they were. The itch to write could not be denied. Now I am grateful for opportunities to write books along with articles galore and to be able to do so without fear of restrictions by a repressive regime with secret police likely to knock on my door. But freedom is not free. It comes with a price and the need for tolerance of views different from our own. Freedom of speech is precious but it must be employed with responsibility and also guarded with vigilance. There is a delicate balance to be maintained. which could easily be lost.