thanks dear hAsnAe for this sweet song of the beatles.i personally love it so much for two things.
the first is that it takes me back through the years to the time when i was very young & used to feel like a prince in prison.i used to feel denied many things though i could not express them or tell what they were really; they were just their inside me.
the second but very important thing is about art's role;i think it should be mostly for human sake.an artist should have an all feeling heart and a tender ear to other people's cries & sufferings.joys & aspirations.ups & downs.art should be primarily about the human experience, lived or imagined as the beatles did in this beautiful song.so when we can't talk about our experience or find it hard to communicate our feelings & concerns to those dear ours around us, we just relax finding out that there are some who dedicate their voice & consecrate their art for us.thus we don't feel alone and lonely..
i also find this imagined story very touching : a girl secretly runs away from home ,escaping privately from the custody, the bosom & the warm care of her dutiful family...to me,beside being a face of the generation gap, it only expresses a dream haunting all of us to break the norm..to change the routine .. to choose for ourselves a track not beaten by others..to make others realise that we have our own gift to give and our own identity which perhaps those others fail to recognise or intentionally try to ignore for a well-meant reason or other, and as cats stevens puts it beautifully right in his marvelous song 'father & son' saying: it's not time to make a change...just relax & take it easy …etc.
but we are never convinced .we are always tempted to cross that line.we think that the other side of the field always greener and find it much desired.we feel pressed & hasty like salmon fish relentlessly crossing the sea waters towards the rivers where they are bound to lay down their lives …or like trees in may ripe for leafing… as dear hanane puts it in her wonderful story ‘3indama touriqo lbara’a’.
thanks again.