In the bustling city of Vadodara, Gujarat, lived a vibrant Sikh family. The heart of this family was a bright and lively young boy, Jagdeep Singh. From a young age, Jagdeep was larger than most kids his age – tall, fleshy, and filled with energy.
Once upon a time, in the bustling city of Jaisalmer, famous for its golden fort and Rajasthan’s rich cultural heritage, lived a vibrant young lad named Yusuf. Being a Muslim, Yusuf grew up in a very protective environment, the son of a hardworking carpet weaver who was deeply rooted in his traditions.
Once upon a time, nestled in the heart of Kolkata, a bustling city known for its cultural heritage and delectable sweets, lived a dark-haired young boy named Sudip. As a toddler, Sudip was often seen with a pale face, almost white around the mouth, a common sight for many in his locality who fondly referred to him as the “quiet boy of Kolkata”.
In the vibrant city of Jaipur, known for its rich culture and history, there lived a young boy named Keshav. Born in a loving family, Keshav was a lively child who loved to explore his surroundings. But even at a young age, Keshav showed signs of unusual restlessness and anguish.
Our story begins with the life of a young Parsi woman named Shirin, who grew up in the quaint city of Udvada, Gujarat, known for its Zoroastrian Atash Behram, the most sacred of the Zoroastrian fire temples. Shirin was full of life, a bubbly teenager with a keen interest in classical music, always humming some