I was a naughty boy at young age. I used to trouble my mom at times. But she always told me with patience that troubling others is not a good thing!! My father tried a different approach whenever I commit any mistake. One day when I was about to eat crayon at the age of 6 , he said me "Rather than eating it, you can make a potato fritter of one such kind (crayon shape) and dip it in sauce and eat. Crayon will not help you to subside your hunger or cravings. They are quite dangerous you know. You may end up on hospital bed with an injection administered to you by doctor uncle!" and gave a grinning look. I apologised him. He understood that he has to keep me occupied all the time. Then he guided me in spiritual path as my thirst for knowledge at that young age was beyond their expectations. I wanted to try new things and learn from experiences. Trying to eat crayon was one such. They helped me in gaining concentration in a weird way. They asked me to do sit-ups in front of Lord Ganesha every day. Strangely this helped me!! They said me to worship Lord Rama. When I asked them "Why?" . They said " Even lord Hanuman who was little naughty like you worshipped him and became a super hero saving others just like Lord Shree Ram! If you also worship, then you can also become super hero by helping needy people." I was fascinated by the word 'Super hero' and was asking god daily to please make me one soon. One day , it so happened that one of my relation visited our home. He had a court hearing of his land dispute. Court passed judgement and he returned our home with distress and heavy heart as it was not in his favor. Then all of a sudden, goons came and started taunting and warning him not to put other appeal in high court near the entrance gate of our home. Relative said, " I will. You occupied my land forcibly. Your boss has won at district court.  But I will fight against your boss and win at High court." Goons walked in incense anger. They started bad mouthing him which led to an heated argument between them and my relation for some time. When the fight was about to take place by grabbing my relative's neck.. Police siren was heard and they got alerted. They ran in vain as they were caught by police immediately. This incident became a proof  and evidence for the court that they occupied our relative's land forcibly. This time he got a favorable verdict and thanked god and left happily to his hometown. My mom approached me when I was busily bading him good bye. "How did you got the idea of calling police when we could not due to tension and fear? " she said. I said, "Saw in the movies and dad taught me when in such trouble we have to call police. So I escaped from their sight and called police for help without getting noticed by them" "We are proud of you today. You saved us and became a super hero" said my father. I asked them "How I became Super hero? I did not fight with them. I did not fly in the air or had any super powers to use. Then, how can I be a superhero?" They laughed and said, "Super hero is not only the one who uses physical strength or super powers to save needy ones. But he is also the one who uses his mental ability and wits to smartly solve the issue and help the needy ." I said, "Oh nice! I used my brain power. I am a superhero!" and hugged them. We celebrated that day where my parents were very happy  seeing my transformation from naughty one to a responsible kid and inclination towards righteous path. So readers, that's my story. See you next time. Bye!! The End This is totally an imaginary story. I didn't mean to hurt anyone's opinion. If it relates to someone , then it is merely a coincidence. Thank you for reading this story💐💐💐