As a kid, I used to collect key-chains. I still have over 50-60 of them tucked away in one box which I have not opened since last 5-6 years. Yesterday I got angry at my 6 year old daughter. When I cooled down, I suddenly remembered a keychain I had bought from Sri Aurobindo Ashram, Pondicherry, India. I was about 12 years old at that time.
What’s so special about this very old key-chain? Well, the keychain contains a small story. It’s one of the most unique key chains I’ve ever had. Without much ado, the story follows …. Continue reading