Cold air striking my face through the window of a moving compartment of the train making my face shrink, not by the cold that I feel but by things wandering in my heart. These things are the mixed feelings. All these feelings nullify each other ensuing me with a blank face. I am feeling stressed, frustrated, agitated lonely, bored and bounded with some excitement, happiness and freedom. All these feelings are sinking me down with some upliftment in compensation. I am the one who does things that I like enjoy, love to do in the illumination of full freedom.