Every story starts with a very fine morning. Here, The journey begins with a day with thunderous rain. It was actually a Sunday. To add even more specialty to the scenario, there happened to be a bandh (a strike and all shops will be closed). is there anyone who doesn't like summer rain? yeah , Today is March 12,1995. clock ticks around 10.30 in the morning. A small family is seen around Meenakshi Hospital, Tirunelveli Town. And then I was born :D
Angels themselves came to deliver me to this beautiful world and were crying to take leave from me! So this was the cause for the rain perhaps!!
Mine is a joint family. My Grandma has 4 children ( No wonder during olden times). My father is the third with an elder brother, elder sister and a younger sister. They used to say that I resemble like my aunt. I do love my younger aunt a lot because she loves me a lot :P Being born after my Granddad's death, My aunt sees me as though her father relives in me! Whatever the faith she may have, she takes care of me and loves me deeply. That is the only reason I do love her without any reasons.
Like that of every other children, my childhood was awesome and colorful.My mom and dad, both are in teaching domain, So obviously I might have learned something even when I were in my mother's womb. (pity, I know :( ) I also want to introduce my two brothers here, Gowri and Vijay. Both are my cousins. I used to play with them. I used to go with my grandma to send off my brother, Vijay, to his school. I used to always ask my family when I will ever get into this school. :)
I have even went to musical classes with him where I will sing every song the music teacher used to teach my brother. I had that much spirit and enthusiasm to learn new things.
Then finally, after so much of tortures, my parents got me into the best primary school in this locality. I learnt, participated in many competitions and my parents were completely proud of me.!!
Won't they? After all, this is the beginning right? :P
Things were going on perfectly and colorfully for five years. When I was five, It was the first turning point of my life. yeah! Something great will happen this year.. Ride with me :)
With Love,
Megh :)
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