A little freedom struggle

They were a free bunch, revelling in the nature and being as the nature had made them to be. They enjoyed the air that coursed through them or the tickle of water when it meandered through their free flowing bodies. yes they loved the world as it was. The mere fact that they existed in a state in which they did was a war cry against the existing system. They, in their small way, were revolutionaries.
It had been 8 months since they had decided to walk on this path, path of the free where there is much derision thrown by the tyranny which has ,since they had known existence, tried to mould them , change them in the way the autocracy would have liked: the same old story of people being pushed and pulled according to the whims and fantasies of the rulers. Millimeter by millimeter they had fought the battle and millimeter by millimeter they had gained. Each new day brought a new life , promise of a new fight and they went on spurred by the determination to let nature win over the man made rules of existence. It was a little drama being played with little wins and little hiccups overcome. Make no mistake , the magnitude may be small but the importance and the significance of this little story being played was not lost on the society, nor did it go unnoticed by the rulers. They seethed in anger and decided to punish these puny beings who were bringing a change in this world slowly. And the rulers decided to wait for the right opportunity to strike. At one hand there was this threat and on the other was the fact that they were fast becoming role models with more and more of the generation deciding to go their way , hoping to follow the path set. They decided to face death rather than let down all the followers and turn back on their mantra. The fight went on.
Its an age old method and the best as well, immortalised in sholay as 'holi kab hai?, kab hai holi?!' And so it was they were attacked on this diwali. A long and bloody war ensued, fight to the end . it was brutal and enemy had blades of death and sheaths that could cut through branches in one go , shreds of bodies flew all around and 1 hour of bloody war later , i had the first haircut in 8 months. Parents ruled yet again.