First chapter of my biography!

On the dark stormy day of Vijayadashami, a fearless boy came into life with calming, comforting, cheering, assuring and uplifting dawn. The day itself symbolized victory of courage and truth over cruelty and perplexity. All devas and devis like Varuna, Agni, Vayu, Prithvi and Indra danced and rejoiced, hence the storm. They desired to touch his feet. Even though boy's virtuous and fortunate mother put the latch on the hospital's window, the windowpanes kept opening recurrently to enable these demigods touch the feet of the auspicious one. The boy was named Durgesh, yet another name of Shiva. This particularly unique name have the essence of both Shiv and Shakti in it. No one imagined in his childhood that this boy would become second person, born on 2nd October, to change the course of history.

This is how people will tell the stories of my birth if I become great some day. But, if I become something unlikely then the stories will be different. The dance will become vengeance, and the storm will represent initiation of destruction instead of rejoice. The invisible creatures excited to touch my feet will be termed demons and night-mongers. The significance of my name too will be ignored. Shakespeare’s quote, “What's in the name…?” Will be added after it. Gandhi's and my birthdate will be used to demonstrate Chanakya’s words, “No two person are same even if they share same horoscope.”

In both the cases, the story will be exaggerated and too farfetched. Only I, just like the Krishna or the Raavan, will know the truth, rest will believe what they seek to believe. I don’t believe in demigods or demons. The storm is just a natural phenomenon for me. After all, what climate do you expect near Mumbai in Monsoon?

What I mean is, do not trust my biography. Not even any one else's.
And yes, the latch of the hospital window was broken ;)