The guy held my hand and he was taking me somewhere..... Soo again I am trying this new concept of story time so this not a blog but just a story of how I almost got kidnapped... This happened when I was about 8 years or something around it . The place was called as "Dakor" and I guess many people know this place but those of you who don't let me give you a little discription of that place .Dakor is a religious place if you put it like that It has a very famous temple of lord "Ranchhod" and as much as I know it is one of the names of lord Krishna. ( Dange nai Kara Raha hoon nao pata muje ) The temple is bulid around a pond and it's pretty sick.You could do boating around the pond , You can feed the fishes in the pond ( us time mai catfish nai hota tha ...tuta huva saaz hoon mai ) in short its pretty good place for 40 year olds . This is the place where it all happened ...... Soo here is the story.... When I was around 7 or 8 I was addicted to toys like no...