If, as it has been grossly misconstrued, the alone is about loneliness, then it will be an adjective or an adverb. How could a newly created Adam of less than a day of twenty-four hours of a single day be pining in loneliness? The beauty of Eden garden alone, of which I strongly doubt whether Hollywood can truly afford –in its all ramifications– to display in cinematography, will take Adam about a whole 356 days of a year to come over it. What about the grandeur of the hills, mountains and breathtaking plains; the gregarious proclivities of animalistic life? The twinkles of the heavenly bodies in conjunction with luminous glare of the lunar orb was something to look forward to every now and then! Where is the gaol of loneliness?Read More