Now let me speak about my birth.
It was happened on a bright fore noon, 8563 days ago, (Its 28th September 2007), a Wednesday, Anizham Day in a Medam, 18th of an April or 16th of a Rajab..
My mother was very ill when she was carrying me, and hence she was taken to some hospital in Mangalore.
At eighth month of her pregnancy, each of my posture and gesture was giving her extreme pain. I was advised by some of Angels to be inert, but I can't. Many of my relatives including my father suggest killing me, because all loves my mom than me.
But my grandma opposed that opinion. So I can say that this life is gift from my grand mother.
I was eager to come to this world. To meet you and to spend with you more.
That’s why I hurried. But I was unable to understand my mom’s pain at that time.
Any way that was happened on above-mentioned day….
No, it’s not the way to tell that.
It was the day I lost all my relations and relatives in this world!
All we are taking birth with a connection to our mother through umbilical cord.
Cutting it and separating us means the world forcefully isolating each one of us from the relation. Now don’t come to argue my friend, I don’t have any kind of relation or commitment with you. What I am showing now is trust. That is either based on Love or Money. Nothing else…
So from that day onwards I am here and alone on this world.
I must thank many people for my existence.
The nurse who took in her hands first, even if I don’t know what was there in her mind at that time,
My grand father who recited Azan on my both ears, probably with good prayers in his mind,
And many others. I can’t list all their details here.
Its the genesis.
The beginning of my journey.
First in others hands, then on 4 legs, then 2 and is still going on.
I want to tell you many events and incidents I have met in this journey.
I’ll introduce you many of my co passengers whom you can judge good or bad.
So keep pinging my world.
I’ll keep updating this for you.
Thank you.