During the month of august, towards the end i was about to meet an extra-ordinary person with an air of simplicity. This was a meeting which made me feel great about the struggle of life. A struggle which produced champions, men who mettled through difficult times and came out smiling even when fate was playing hide and seek with them. In front of his struggle my struggle was nothing, is nothing.
He became the assisatant collector of Jharkhand.
His earliest memories of his childhood are that of poverty and difficulties.