How I Was Born

When I was young I always wished to become a man or atleast reach 21 years.
This was just because once I asked my mom "Momma I want to marry?".
Suddenly she called my father and said, "Hi Raju, look, Hari want to marry now" and she laughed.
I was little amused hearing this. First I thought she was going to arrange my marriage eventhough I did not have any clue on what marriage was.
And later I felt like I said something wrong.

Then she continued, "Look Hari, if you want to get married then first you should be 21 years old and become a man".
Hearing this I said to myself, "Let me try hard to become a man" and then came my next question "Momma how I was born?".

My mom stared at pappa, who was sitting in the hall and then started laughing.
I continued, "Tell me, how I was born?".
Pappa came out of the hall to our room and came close to me, patted on my back and he said "Hari, I will tell you the whole story".
Hearing this my mom was almost flattened.
She asked my pappa "What, you are going to tell the whole story to him?"

Pappa smiled and replied, "He is our son, let him know the whole truth".
Hearing this Mom was fully flattened but pappa continued.

"It was on a rainy day, when me and your momma were alone and sitting in our varandha.
We really wanted somebody in our life to care for, to love for.
So we thought of praying to Jesus and ask him to gift us a son.
We lightened the candle and started praying.
'Oh jesus, we both are alone. We need a son to love for. When we get older we need somebody on our side to look after us.
Please gift us one of your son'.

You know, your momma even cried at that time and Jesus heard our prayer.

After the paryer we came back to the varandha and sat there for long.
The rain was so heavy that it almost flooded our place.
Suddenly we saw something flowing through the flooded rain water.
We waited till it came close to us. It was a basket made of bamboo.
Your momma ran and took that basket out of the water.
Suddenly we heard a voice from the basket and we looked at it.
We saw only a  woolen cloth inside it.
As your mom started taking off the cloth we saw a child in the basket covered in the woolen cloth.
It was you, my dear son. You were a gift from Jesus to us".

I believed the whole story. Next day when I went to school. I said to my friends that I am God's son and explained the whole story to them.
Hearing this they replied to me "Hari, not only you. We are also God's sons".
I asked them, "How?" and they told me their story and then only I got to know that they were also born the same way but through different mediums.
Some were born in basket and covered with clothes and some without clothes, some were taken by the wind, some were born on the tree etc.

I looked at the sky and said to God. "God you are great. How many sons you have?"

After an year I really wanted a sister in my life. So I went to my parents again and asked them, "Pappa, mamma, I need a sister".
Pappa replied "What? How could we give you a sister all of a sudden?"

I said "Look it is almost raining now, come on, let us pray to Jesus. This time you pray for a girl, OK".
Pappa held my hand and said "Son, look your Mom is preganant and you need to wait for some more days. You will get a sister".
I was too happy to hear that. Next day I told all my friends that I am going to get a sister and bosted to them "Guys, my sister is not going to be born the way we were born.
This is a special way. I do not know what it is. Pappa asked me to wait for some more days".

Finally after some days I heard that we got a new baby in my house. I ran from school to see my sister.
I went close to my mom and looked at the baby. To my surprise that was a boy.
I was too shocked and started crying.

I said to Pappa, "I told you to pray that day. It was almost raining then. Instead you tried something different. That is why I got a brother".

Both my pappa and momma started laughing and Pappa told me "We too really wished son, but god graced us with a boy. Better luck next time".

Suddenly I heard a sound. I looked back and saw my mom lying in the floor.
Pappa went and held her in his arm and poured water on her face.
She was awakened from her unconsciousness.
Looking into Pappa's face she asked, "Are you sure, we need to try again".
I said "Offcourse, after all it is a matter of prayer and rain. Right?"

Hearing this everybody started laughing and I stood there clueless.

Finally when I reached my 12th standard and through our biology teacher I got to know 'How I was really born'.