* I was a disastrous fielder. Uh, still am. I avoided mid on and point positions. My favorite was long on or anywhere else around the boundary line.

* When we played cricket at the community park, teams were made up of an even number of players usually. If an even symmetry could not be achieved , we played some sort of game that would elicit one kid out. He would be the odd one out. In street slang, such a kid was referred to as “crow”. It was a euphemism for “neuter”. So most people dreaded this title. However, if you were a crow, you got to play for both the sides. You’d come to bat in the end. I loved being a crow, actually, for this very reason. Also, this helped me escape fielding, something that made me look like a fool. No one dared tease me “neuter” as I was the boss of all kids, and whether they played was under my discretion.

* I have survived seven fatal (okay, near fatal) road accidents. That all my nuts and bolts are in their rightful position is really a miracle. Amen.

* I once got lost in Jammu & Kashmir during a family trip . What a wonderful place to get lost in, eh! In fact, I even managed to coax another kid to accompany me in my adventure (she was a year younger and daughter of my dad’s friend, who was with us on the trip). When we were both finally discovered, our moms were howling like werewolves. I was like, “What the heck, I had such fun, and they are crying!”

* I was a karate champ at school. I liked to lock fists with boys, and I beat them every time…until, uh, the age of 14 I guess. After that, something happened, and I figured fast that I’d never be able to beat boys again.

Ta-dah.

And now I am tagging the following people:

Scorp
Uncle J
Pan
Ottayan
Soulberry

Tell us your secrets, folk!

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