I have always been a complete tomboy right from childhood so on every Makar Sankranti, I used to join my brother and cousins on the terrace to fly kites! However being a girl, they would never permit to do anything more then hold the manza so I remember once I got so angry with them that I pulled the string so hard that I ended up cutting my fingers! I was secretly pleased after all that as my brother got a huge scolding from my Mum!!