Maya

He howled and screamed. Beating his hands and legs wildly in the air, he strived to get out of the net he had gotten into. The more he fought, he thought, the more entangled he was getting. Emotions of anger, hope, peace, desparation, and happiness – all of them passed over him, at different times during his captivity. He also grew envious, when he saw millions of others around, moving about freely. With no constraints imposed. "Why? Why did it have to be me?", he thought of his bondage. And then, he saw her. "She must be painting something. Ah! A free soul it must be. What bliss!"

She was getting suffocated by now. The net was making her feel claustrophobic. She made rapid movements of her hand, trying to tear apart the net. Her violent movements gave an impression that she was painting on a canvas. The more she fought, she thought, the more entangled she was getting. Emotions of anger, hope, peace, desparation, and happiness – all of them passed over her, at different times during her captivity. She also grew envious, when she saw millions of others around, moving about freely. With no constraints imposed. "Why? Why did it have to be me?", she thought of her bondage. And then, she saw him. Looking at him waving his hands, and jumping around, she thought, "He must be dancing". "And that, must be a song on his lips", she mistook his screams. "Ah! A free soul it must be. What bliss!"
Each one thus continued his unabated struggle, for freedom from the net - all the while, not realizing even for once, that there was never any net.