When I was a schoolboy and was given my own room, I established the Republic of Rumia with myself as sole inhabitant and Supreme Dictator General For Life. Rumia was where my imagination was fertilised, where my toy animals became a reserve forest, where my cars had a highway built for them, and where I was king, rebel, police, pirate...anything I wanted to be. Rumia disappeared when we moved away to a smaller house. It is for me the natural name for my blog.
...being a child first and Shivaji later on.
..the ability to drink tea with no one holding the cup for you.
...the ability to smile for no reason at all.
...the ability to eat a Mango Bite without worrying about cavities.
...the ability to open a biscuit packet without anyone's help.