Mistakenly born into an orthodox Brahmin family of Kerala, I am destined to rule the world if i was born few seconds before my bald head actually came out from the womb of my mother, on that mid night of a dark moon day. To celebrate the arrival of yet another man who could have been the ruler of the world, owls hooted; donkeys brayed; jackals howled and pigs grunted... Years later, as I precariously positioned myself on the back of a donkey, wildly cheered by the battalion consisting of a lone man, on the dusty plains surrounded by magnificent dry hills, i truly felt like a king, except for the trembling fear that the donkey doesn't like the feeling of my bonny soft bum on its back...
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