I think there are many words to describe my personality. I range from being the nicest kid in the world to be the biggest brat in the world. Some of the few opinions I have heard about myself from others are sweet, trustworthy, smart, friendly and shy but I have my own views about myself. My life has been a lot interesting as I come from three different places and cultures. Looking back on a childhood filled with events and memories, I find it rather difficult to pick on that leaves me with the fabled "warm and fuzzy feelings."
I am born in Bombay, India on December 24, 1988. My parents named me Krupal which means ''straight from the heart.'' My childhood went pretty fast and before I even started understanding everything, we moved to a completely different place with people of different culture from mine, in Kenya, Africa.
I was brought up there and quickly adapted to the African culture and lifestyle. Kenya was really a very beautiful place. If no security problems would have been there than it would definitely be known as a heaven on earth.
One memory that comes to my mind belongs to a day of no particular importance. It was late in the winter in Masai Mara just ten kilometers away from the National Park, Kenya on the ground of Whitesand, the hotel we booked a room in for a week; an overcast day with wind blowing strong, I stood on the blacktop, pulling my hoodie over my ears. The wind was causing the miniature tornados; we called them the "dirt devils", to swarm around me. I stood there watching the leaves when all of a sudden a rustling sound was heard just a few kilometers away. It was the noise of a...