I had already mentioned how I got
my first identification mark. But you have to have two identification marks in
every document. Even my second identification mark has a small history.
There were lots of incidents in my
childhood, which had given me a few small scars here and there. These, I
consider normal because, any child worth his name should be having them. These
do not qualify for identification marks. But the scar on my forehead, which I
acquired when I was seven or eight years old, is a beauty.
The fall was very normal as any
child could trip and fall while running and playing. But there was a sharp
stone, providence had kept ready for piercing my forehead with and
unsuspectingly, I fell on to that. Again, one of grandma's medicine - grandma's
medicines were what saved me on many such occasions to come out of such
accidents unscathed - was used. The black soot on the wooden ceiling in
kitchen, mixed with sugar, ground to a powder was filled in the wound. Whether
any other ingredient was added I wouldn't know. It is quite possible some herb
or the other, which there were plenty in our compound, might have been added. The
wound healed over a month leaving a bluish mark on my forehead, almost in the
middle like a pottu (a ‘dot’ as they call
it).
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