Suppose I somehow knew I had only two weeks to live: Perhaps I would be healthy and know I am to meet some sudden fate, or perhaps I would be quite ill. In any case, I would let a couple people know I was going to disappear, and then ask my partner to be with me, and we would take off. I hate goodbyes and I hate crying in anyone’s presence, and this final commencement would be daunting enough without all the interpersonal and emotional junk. So, if I were healthy my partner and I would go do something for someone – either on an organized level like building for two weeks with Habitat for Humanity, or on some more serendipitous venture like taking whatever cash I could muster and walking up to people in some pleasant surroundings and giving the money away. I think I would like those surroundings to be one of our western National Parks. If I were ill, we would find a hospice that would respect my privacy and desire to be comfortable and quiet.

My community is an ordinary New England town an hour from Boston and an hour from the seacoast. It is filled with ordinary, decent people, and it is peppered with heroes. The heroes are largely unsung: they are the emergency personnel, moms and dads, teachers and funeral directors, town clerks and auto mechanics who will do anything in the world that they can for someone else they can help, coach, or inspire. So I would like to help my community by finding ways to acknowledge and celebrate these good people. I would love to sing their songs and publish their values. I would love for them to know they matter and that together they build a bright future for the town’s children. I would like to help my community by showing people that the most ordinary things are utterly extraordinary, and by drawing together these folks in mutual respect and thankfulness.

My favorite sport is cricket and that is true of most of the people living in India.Though Hockey is the national sport of our nation, cricket has captured the imagination of the people like no other game. Every slum and every lane in the country witnesses cricket in some form or the other. When I was a little boy I used to play cricket on the street with my friends and now as an adult I still have passion for the game. Whenever the Indian cricket team plays an international game, it tops my priority list in the day's schedule. Television has made the game more popular in my country and the World Cup season is a virtual holiday fest for all of us. Calling cricket a religion is not just a cliche but the essence of patriotism in my country.

When I was a little boy I used to collect stamps and coins of various countries and that seemed to be my hobby. Now,as a grown up, I think of more productive ways to spend my time. Slogan writing is my present hobby and I should say that it has been a successful pass time. I have won a lot of prizes by participating in slogan contests, and being a self-employed person working from home, I get enough time to pursue this hobby. Poetry writing is my other hobby and being a creative person, I do enjoy time spent on giving my imagination wings to explore various facets of human relationships. Surely,a hobby is a must for every creative person.

If I were to choose a place for a dream vacation it would certainly be Kerala. Not surprisingly, Kerala is my native place though I reside in the state of Tamil Nadu.The first impression of Kerala to an outsider would be the amount of greenery that abounds here. Most of the land area is covered by coconut trees, rice fields and plantations of all types. The weather is ideal for vacation for most part of the year. If fish is your favorite food,there is a lot to choose from and you get it at cheap rates. The people here are nice and friendly and are generous to a fault. And a fact that may be useful to everyone is that Kerala has the highest literacy rate among all the states of India.

I cannot tell a lie.  I cringe whenever I walk in front on a mirror, but if I had to choose one feature I am obsessed about it would have to be my hair.  It’s the one thing that can handle immediate change and I can always touch it up to look better. Losing weight takes time and acne is unpredictable, but my hair is my go to favorite. My persistent character is always pushing me to look and feel my best.That’s why instead of looking down at my love handles, I look up to my golden wavy locks.