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I remember At age 5 I was sitting in the verandah waiting for the flies to emerge. As soon as they did I started killing as many as I could. I remember feeling euphoric as every little fly tried to escape my wrath only to fall in a pool of its own fly blood, my caretaker (halfway house) watched this and came running to stop me and gave me a good scolding - that I would go to naraka (Hindu hell) if I kept this up. I stopped , but I still remember how wonderful it felt, I felt like a sovereign God who answers to no one, who knows no fear, beyond good and evil, I will be Al Pacino mafia boss one day