I was born on a misty morning in the temple town of Aluva on the fifth day of the month of March in 1930. As of this writing, I am nearer the end of my journey than I ever was (a truism) and I remain a vagabond, a doubting Thomas, on the road of time. To me, the most fascinating attribute of life is its mystery. This sense has shaped my thinking and helped me steer clear of fundamentalist beliefs that wreak havoc on society.
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