An unmemorable FAIR
Fair… a beautiful event to attend right? It gives you a lot of memories, beautiful moments a lot of laughter, right? But what if you visited a fair and it gave you memories, but fr the wrong reason. I have had a similar experience. A fair that was remembered for something which is not usually the reason why people remember the event. I was the smallest of 8 children. I was the small boy of the family and considered fragile even when I was 12 years old. My brother was allowed to visit every fair in the town and most of the time, I would have to stay back at home. It was the yearly temple fair. I got my mum convinced that I can go to the fair and I will manage myself. Though my mom was not completely convinced by my words; she couldn’t refuse my request after I promised her that I will only attend one program - ‘story telling’. Even though I wanted to go by myself, my mom asked my elder brother to leave me till the fair. E and his group of friends walked ahead and I followed ...