Ho Ho Ho !!! I heard a noise, highly clear and happy to the ears . Entered a big fat red dressed , snow like beard man , with a mysterious bag in hand, how attractive was he . Though I could see some crying faces around me all I was interested in why is he like that ? why I never saw him or heard of him ?

I was just six years old , my eyes went glittery red . He put his hand in his bag and I wonder why ? but before I could understand anything I realized a chocolate was coming my way , though I failed to catch it, told you I was six but somehow I managed to claim it mine amongst others sitting with me . Hell yeah! I am a hero I believed . And he left . But who was he?? Where does he live ?? Filled with questions I enjoyed my chocolate with eyeballs staring at me . As he went, the teacher gently asked did you all know who was he ? . Everybody was clueless and I was curious . “Santa” she answered . I wish I could go and thank my teacher to answer one of my questions but I dint . I was shy .

As I am Hindu , every Sunday morning I used to get up with an introductory tune “Maha… Bharat….” (episodes of holy story about lord Krishna ) as most of the Indians would have . I loved Krishna he was my super hero , though I dint understand anything but my parents affection towards lord Krishna made him a hero in my eyes . It was a Christmas morning in 2003 and I was waiting for my birthday next month when I turn 7 years old . The morning was different I slept long ,waiting to hear “maha…bharat” but got up to realize that a guy name Jesus Christ replaced my hero Krishna(A film on Christ used to be played every Christmas morning).I was not happy at all but how amazed was I , to see my parents have the same affection towards him as they had towards Krishna. As I was a kid who never asked questions, that day too I preferred not to. But the situation for me just got worse. I love Santa but my hero was Krishna who just got replaced by Jesus . I needed an answer! And ahead in time what I realized was something no one teaches you at all .

The same night while i was playing I heard a sound “HO HO HO!!”. Again, I heard it , it was Santa I suspected. My search investigation led me out of my colony gate , though I was not allowed to do so but I did . It was too dark outside ,and a road leading to few buildings known for its horror stories was ahead of me . I was told that there lived a lady who had three heads and that’ s the reason I never went outside the gate . I was scared. I started walking slowly though I dint want to . Few steps later …very few too be frank! I decided to quit and go back . I was not brave but I dint want to , it was really scary . So I decided to wait for Santa . After a long time , Santa still dint arrive . Does Santa live there with the lady?? Is Santa evil ?? . many questions popped my head and again there was no one to answer so I went home disappointed .

Growing up people don’ t talk a lot about Santa, they often talk about much more attractive things…hmm . I was in 8th grade , I started playing cricket on a ground in front of those scary buildings. If you don’ t play cricket in India you don’ t have a life .I still remember that morning call , “areyyy match lagaya hai jaldi aa” (a match has been fixed hurry up) . I finished all my work by actually skipping them and moved my ass as fast as I could because I wanted to be in the team. It was Christmas and this day was special to me . I was about to go back in my thoughts about Santa and the answers that I needed . The team that challenged us lived in those buildings which were termed to be haunted by a lady with three heads . “All that’s bullshit !!”A guy told me when I asked him about it. And to be frank each one of them seemed to be fine , except that silly part. But why ?? I mean why do people create myths like that, I was about to pee in my small black pants walking down that street when I was six . But never mind the best part was now I knew Santa was not evil .

If Santa was not evil but who was he then ??, I had to find out . Now let me ask you something if you don’ t know something about something in 21st century what do you do? Where do you go ? Wink! Google it is .I did the same . Ahhh !! My internet, I cried. But I managed to search “who is Santa Claus?”. What I figured out was, Santa was a figure in history in western world who loved to give gifts to good children and read many more things about Jesus and Christianity .But why it is in India that we celebrate them so much ?

Remember Krishna getting replaced by Jesus , still my parents were happy, I mean why ? I was curious as hell . But soon I realized that there are some questions even Google can’ t answer . It took me a lot of time to figure out that “I live in a magical country with a rich history “. A history of togetherness of people, belonging to different religion still living together with love. As I grew up to love and learn more about India and its love towards Hinduism from where I belong , Muslims and their religion , Christianity and all about Jesus and Santa . Most recently it was stated that “Krishna was the father of Jesus” .As they have many similarities and many more theories going on at present time which really gave me an answer about why my parents were happy when Jesus replaced Krishna .All they knew was God is one. It doesn’t matter who you are, from where you belong and whatever the occasion is if it brings love and happiness to you, CELEBRATE IT!!! And India does it well.

It all started with Santa whom I loved and now I was answered and satisfied. Santa may have come years ago but for me he is still my 13 years of Santa and for you??

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