When I was a kid, I always dreamt of going on a journey full of adventures. I was very inspired by Paulo Coelho’s ‘The Alchemist’. I though one day I will leave this place, with my baggage and my pet donkey on treasure hunt. I was different from other kids of my age. I hated TV, cartoons, even He-Man. I was brought up under the supervision of my dad. Although he frequented the local pub but he infused in me a priceless trait. The sense of adventure and freedom. I always thought one day I will go to Africa and cross the Kalahari desert, will take rest under a shade when I get tired, and then walk again to find my treasure at the end of the long and tiring journey. But this was not possible from this village surrounded by dense forest. When