Here are a couple of pictures of me from way, waaay back in the day. My aunt found them and gave them to me, and for that I have to thank her eternally. Oh, not because she found pictures of "me", but because she kept these in such good condition to be able to relive the memories at a later time, like now. It's a bit like a time capsule experience, when you open one of them up and go, "Oh my God! I don't believe it's still there!!!"
This is a picture of me with some long-ass sideburns. I mean, this is some retro-style baby hairdo that was obviously not my fault because I was too young to remember it. It was done to me. And now, I have proof of this horrible abuse of child aesthetics. Hahaha. There's the little Flintstone like toy car that I used to try and ride around the house. In fact, being a small child until the age of 17, I think I managed to get around in that thing all through my years. 'Twas fun. ;-)
This picture finds me wearing either Pradip's or Ratan's helmet and gloves. I could be wrong because the gloves and helmet could have been individually owned. All in all, the picture looks a little horror-movie-set-in-space-with-zombie-child-astronaut if I must say so myself.
This was one of the two dogs that Bebemoothamma owned at the time. The other one was a Pomeranian named fluffy. Spooky was a Dalmatian crossbred with something else, or at least that's what we thought. My uncle rescued him from a bunch of kids who were throwing stones at him. Here he's giving you the "Who me?" look.
And here's one of mumsy and me. I don't know why I'm smiling like that, but I think it has to do with the person behind the camera asking me to smile. That was the best false smile I could muster at that age. Nowadays it looks more like a snarl. And for those of you looking at what I was wearing and going "What the hell?", no...I didn't have a sense of style back then. :-(