# Inktober Day 20.

# Inktober Day 20
Topic : Breakable.

Here is my picture dedicated to all breast cancer patients. This post is dedicated to all the fighters of breast cancer, cheers to all the women out there.

There should not be a word called – “Iam not sure”

Its October  - take your wife for a mammogram and show her how much you love her. A regular check up to re-confirm that everything is fine. Simple ways to show your love. Do you know one in every 8 women in the US suffer from Breast cancer.

Concept borrowed from Pen drawings.

This was the message that I got from one of the breast cancers patients 4 years ago. I hope she is alive. A stranger, a follower of my blog wrote this message to me on Skype about 4 years ago. Do you know what survival is for some people on earth? 

Iam heading for a one week vacation, it was my dream to live with the tribes deep inside the jungles and finally iam able to fulfill my dream- the time has come.

A 7 day trip to Orissa for a Tribal Tour and I plan to visit these Jungles alone – A Solo trip

There are innermost fears – “Iam afraid that I might be kidnapped by Naxalites and may be the tribes themselves might kidnap me for human sacrifice, a ritual they usually perform”

How much can I –LET MYSELF FREE is something I can decide once I enter into the jungle.

My phone is going to be my friend  - Google Maps should work inside the Jungle , Facebook messengers , Skype should also work . If it stops working , then nothing can happen , i will be lost thats it.

But iam sure the tribes will love me , iam good at making friends with strangers.

There is an English to Oriya Translator Google App that i can use as the tribes will not understand any other language. Dont wander to much if you are not comfortable , i cannot write much about the caliber of challenges that iam going to be facing -until iam deep inside the jungle.

But I want to try something new; testing your abilities in unfamiliar areas is a way to learn how to rely on yourself. In the last few years I have been travelling alone like a lost soul, throwing myself into events that are not within the comfort zone, sometimes I feel like iam a lost soul in search of my home.

Lost to the point that I can’t find myself anywhere, but yes there is a purpose, a purpose to find true love.

A Lost soul in search of love, pure love which is simply pure not having any material intentions, in search of a moment I can experience love , sometimes a question raise in my mind – “will I ever find someone who can simply love me for no reason”

I can forever be undateable to average men; because I know what I want in my lifetime with respect to love.

I can pick up everything about their character and life in “JUST ONE MOMENT”

And when i find him , my soul will " undress by itself without my knowledge"

What if the Naxalites really kidnap me? I will be dead and that’s all, nothing can happen beyond death. So then why not march into the beats of my own music?

A trek to soak up with a perfect sunset. The biggest lessons of life are learnt when you travel alone.

How much to trust strangers. How to spread love to strangers who you meet them for the first time.

You become a master of your destiny. 

The purpose of the travel is to understand what survival is for the tribes?

I have got the approval from Govt of India for tribal visit and there is a travel guide who will accompany me, but I don’t know who that travel guide is. Blissful as there is freedom, but the innermost fears.

There are no chances of Rape as I have learnt a bit of Kung-Fu when I was in Singapore.

This is going to be my last holiday for the year 2018 the rest of my holidays i will spend for my MA-Economics exams.

The moment is arriving, a flight which will take me to a far away land deep inside the jungles.