We are all the same...

Hi ! This is Raaj for you. I was born in a military hospital in Mizoram, India. It was very cold but then a sunny day, my mother says. I was in Mizoram till my second birthday but the fond memories still remains fresh in my mind. I remember myself as kid who was always keen to drive injections into his arms instead of gulping down tablets and capsules. I was that gun flashing notorious kid in the entire neighbourhood. Whenever I felt I would get overpowered by the aliens living in the vicinity, I issued warnings that I would resort to stone pelting. Well, I never did so, but then, it saved my soul.

I was never a hanging out with friends type rather, I pursued my adventures alone. Pros and cons are there but who cared, my adventures were far too much for the kids of my age. When my parents were posted in Nagaland, not too much changed for me. I had a world of my own. But I never allowed myself to a kind of character. I was as good a team player as a loner.

At the tender age of three and half years, I followed my instinct and sought diksha from my spiritual guide, Sri Sri Thakur Anukulchandra. My father arranged that too. He was rather happy that I choose my path. Understanding life in its true form was obviously my want but then a kid is a kid after all, so, why mend my ways. I used to make kites and fly them too and that was the only thing I did, day in and day out. It was not long that people began calling me kite master, a name I haven't yet forgotten. Last year, in 2005, I came across my old pal and she could still recall the name. I t really felt nice to relive those memories once again.

Childhood is like an unending chain of events, one sparks the other when you stir them down the memory lane. After so many years when I hold my two year old nephew, I can once more feel my childhood. Sure, you too can.