Second Inning

Tuesday 180821  12.21 pm.

My second inning started on 13th July 2014. Against all odds I had to returned to Chiplun, with empty pockets. Indeed it was one of the priorities, but lot of tensions were restricting me from going back. Was I guilty ? Let's start the journey.......

My parents must have named me Kishor, because they were confident that I will never grow old & will always  remain  Kishor ...... a sweet pleasure in the beginning, but a strong bitter dose afterwards.......My childhood was so exciting that I kept everybody under tremendous tension because of my dangerous heroics acts.....I remember some of them....let's me recollect them....

1) I had a narrow escape from falling down on Street from 1st floor balcony while enjoying a victory procession of then MLA Mr. T.C. Karakhanis. I was standing on small stool & was stretching myself to had a clear picture....I was 7 or 8 years old .....the incident happened at our Kasaba Gate house in Kolhapur ( I was born here......I came to know about this from Mr. Kalantre. That's another story. Will explain it later) 

While watching the procession I had lost my balance & about to fell on road ....but on that particular moment, how I don't know but by God's grace I hold the wooden grill of the balcony & hanging/caught in a Rose pot....the people started shouting from the road & then my maternal uncle came running & picked me up ...the thorns of Rose tree had created many bruises & blood was flowing over my tiny body....I remember he carried me to Dr. Tembe ( Bindu Chowk )there I got treated & by God's grace in due time period I got fully recovered & was ready for another heroic......01.20 pm.