The year has seasons, life runs in cycles, mine was fortunately long and relatively smooth. I have always looked forward to life with zest and passion, I still look forward; more than the past it is the Future that beckons me, making me to wonder if it were not too early for starting with an autobiography! In think my story neatly divides itself into four cycles, so I name it after the Four Seasons. The first unreeled in my native princely state of ...
