"Welcome to the great world of circus my son", exclaimed Mr. Vipin, a well profound ring master with twelve years of work experience. It has been 13 years since I started to work as a 'joker'. The ring master had found me lying on the frozen lanes like a frosty snow. He then took me to his small cottage and ever since then, that rusty room of his cottage became my abode.
Can't believe I am 25 now. Time flies by in the blink of an eye. Wait a minute, holy crap, I just forgot introducing myself. Just like everyone, I too own one precious name. But pranksters like me own an island of names.
"Some call me a joker,
Others call me a clown;
Doesn't bother anymore,
I smile without a frown."
Ok enough of poetry for now. Let's come to the point. Hello everyone! My name is 'Ronak', which means 'brightness' or 'embellishment'. "Do jokers have such names?"-FAQ by the judgemental society. But my name is very close to my heart as my lovely mother selected it for me.
Oh lord! I miss her so much. Believe me guys, every time i recall her, my tears pay me a visit. My tears are my best friend. They keep visiting me in solace. I adore them.
So guys, this is Ronak Raichand, your narrator and the so called prankster. I will be unfolding my story of ups and downs, twists and turns before you. Thank you for joining me on the voyage of my life.
