I had gone to my mamji's place for a few days during my summer vacations. I was in class 2. As I was about sleep, mamiji came to me and asked me if I had seen a Globe. I hadn't. She said that she would gift it to me on my birthday. And I wondered before falling sleep that night, how good a thing it would turn out to be. I was already letting my horses go wild on her description of the globe...It is the size of a football [so we can play with it right?]..yes..you can enjoy it..it has all the countries of the world on it [arre...how is that possible?]..and all that.
I had a round ball in a square box waiting for me on my birthday. I opened it..and found that the round thing was clipped to some sort of a metal at an angle. I felt bad about it, nevertheless, I decided to take a close look at it. That turned out to be the fuel to stroke my fire. Those were my very first steps towards liking my geography in the coming years at school. I liked to compare country sizes, ocean sizes, and learn their names. I spent evenings with my papa arguing how could that tiny nation be England and still rule upon us for years as India's size was significantly larger. He gave up most of the times. I made my routes for going to New York, Paris, London, Moscow, Shanghai and many other cities from New Delhi. The world was in my 8 year old hands!
One never realizes how very small incidences can affect your life so drastically. Even to the day, I am confident enough to try my hand at geography, though last I touched it was in Class 10. Some of the most important things, that make us what we are, are probably a result of a small fascination, a small game, a small thought, a small mistake...Come to think of it..and it puts you in awe, doesn't it? :)
So, what sea lies to the North of Sakhalin Islands of Russia? Go look at your Globes!
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