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Friends, before you start reading it is better that I tell you why you should read it. I want to share some magical
moments of my life with you all. Although my language may be incorrect and without commas and stops, still I hope that you will understand the good feeling hidden behinde a bad text. I would like to write these experiences in a series . I am just a normal young boy like any other. I was born in a small village in India before 22 years. At the age of 4, I started t thinking like a human. I felt first time my existence in the world. That
street was for me like a universe because every other day I was exploring new houses and new neighbours. They were not new but for me they were. Some bad, some good. We were three
friends at that time and both of them two were older than me, almost one year older. One was called Sombir and second one Kullu. I was not that wise like them because they were more experienced then me in that street. Often we spent out time in playing. It was a pretty morning when all of us three were in street and we found a strange kind of thing (now i can laugh on that because it was just a Glucose bottle with long rubber stripe). The thing was looking very interesting and for sure something for big boys. Now problem was that is will be sole owner to that. We tried to get each other agree but all in vain. So it was still unsolved, who should keep the strange king of thing. At once Som shout a loud. Me and Kallu, we both were afraid and curious to know, why he shouted? He looked at the bottle with open mouth and told us that we have done big mistake. He told that there were some very dangerous illnesses in that bottle (he was indicating that rest glucose drops). We were totally afraid but afraid with suspense because he has played such tricks many times before also. We decided to let the bottle lay there and not to touch it. (Friends please read further in next series)Processing data, please wait ...