G- G Wagon- I was never a child who was fascinated by cars, especially the fast and sports kinds. I never got pictures clicked next to cars, I did nothing of that sort. Still the only car I am obsessed with is the G wagon or any vintage car that is not manufactured anymore. The first time when I saw something know as a G wagon was on Instagram. I still remember that less than a minute clip of a stunning light green colour G wagon. Slowly and gradually, I started to read about it and searching for its videos on the internet. I absolutely love its body shape.I have no interests in cars but just the body and the look of this particular car has just got me obsessed with it. Whenever I see it parked or on the road, I just want to own it right away. All I can say is, if I work hard and earn a good living god willing one day, I’ll own it.
A-Agriculture- I have adopted lot of my obsessions from both my grandfathers. This one particularly I adopted from my maternalgrandfather (he was awarded by the president of India for the same in 2005, at that time I was 5) this made me want to get into agriculture to just thinking that one day I’ll do something in this field that I would be awarded too. But as I got older, I realized he did research and actually invented things and not just did agriculture and got the award. Eventually I started liking nature, plants, flowers, vegetables (till the time they are on the plant) etc. As a child I never played video games or indoor games. I was always in the fields or in the lawns (gardens) and I still do that. (I love it). I just want to keep doing it, it gives me peace and joy.
P- Polo- The obsession of horses and horse riding led to a new obsession, which is polo. I started playing polo three years back. What that did was, is that my obsession of Horses increased much more and a new obsession for polo begun. There is a saying in the polo world that describes what the game is, it is; “Playing polo is like playing Golf during an earthquake”. My obsession with polo is due to the speed and the horse. I’ll explain how, when you sit on that horse, and you get that ball, you are galloping towards the goal. At that moment the wind is speaking to you, you hear it in your ears while you feel it on your eyes. The sound of the mallet hitting the ball. At that moment it is only you and your mount you talk to each other; you both depend on each other and the wind is the one that is connecting. It is a feeling that cannot be expressed.
