In the beginning was the word, and the word was Mom. That's how he started, playing marbles with kids his own age. However, being a fleshy god and coming from a strict and domineering mother in the neo-Hindu tradition, Ji sacrificed his life to become successively a god-boy and a god-man. In spite of Guru Ji holding the esoteric view that everything is basically bullocks, still, mother-knows-best, so he settled uncomfortably on a bed-of-nails within his nest of opulence and adoration as a bona fide theomaniac.