The solitude of Alexander Selkirk

life has become so tough. Leaving your comfort zone and staying in a cut throat competitive world is quite difficult for me.Sometimes I feel so alienated, I feel like run away from this place and hide myself in a secluded place. I need a real break. I need some fresh air to be gulped down by my lungs. In IRMA u get plenty of fresh air to soak in.But somehow i cannot tolerate the gust winds filled with conspiracy and telltale stories. I squeeze out the inside air. I dream of returning back to a green belt with lines of paddy field and indulge my senses to the memory of that fragrance.I wallow myself into sorrows of living a secluded life. Sobbing, boohooing and banging the poor walls in my room. Yet another two terms and I will be free from this place...I miss u Odisha