Ain't I blessed!

I got a Friend request from one Sanjay Kumar with a photo of his toddler. Now I know a million Sanjay Kumars and then a few. The photo does not give me any idea who the gentleman is. Is he a childhood friend of mine? Or a colleague from Timbuktoo? Is this the photo of his daughter or his grand daughter? That could have given some clue to his age. Then again, was the photo taken in the Kumbh Mela or the Disney World? That could have told me something about his geographical location, for an ice cream cone and a popsicle are available equally easily in Allahabad and Florida, thanks to globalisation.

Maybe he wants me to look at his profile and find out who he is. Or, possibly find some common friends from his friends-list of over a thousand privileged humans and ask each one of them who the gentleman is and why I should become his friend. But, then there are over a hundred such "generic" requests pending and I have only three scores and ten years on the planet. And, of course, I have miles to go before I sleep.

But, I am genuinely interested in befriending him. I am sure his thousand strong friends community is a blessed lot. So, please help me, O God! And, please deliver me from this agony, My Dear Friends!

Please take a hard look at the photo of the cute little child and let me know if it strikes a chord. Do please tell me who the lucky father or grandfather of this cuddly little tot is. I shall, without any ado, accept the friend request of the great soul and enjoy the same heady feeling that his other friends revel in.

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