To be honest, I am a bit disappointed. Because the day I was born, the planets didn’t align in any particular order, Delhi wasn’t going to be hit by torrential rains for another couple of years, there wasn’t any seismic activity of alarming importance and no sudden gust of wind threw open the windows of the maternity ward. The theatrics of nature were at their lowest. Seriously, I think even the doctor in the delivery room was yawning.

Really, God? Is that the welcome you had planned for me? A...