When I first saw the clip, I was still in the utter thrall of devotion as the core of my worldview, and I could very well relate to your extreme feeling you expressed on camera, though recognizing it was a bit over the edge to a ghastly degree -- somewhat like I could even understand Fakiranand's over-the-edge extremism in his act of crazed or maybe calm careful premeditated execution.  Yours were only mere words, though fierce and unmistakable was your intent (or at least a very good act for the news camera!) -- while Fakir's was the abhorrent act -- still both somewhere on the same spectrum of fanaticism).  Seeing your fierce devotion on camera gave resonance to me back then, a resonance in my own feeling of extreme devotion without my advocating Fakir's act or your words.  I too had strong fanaticism, like of course many of us had in various forms this extreme streak of "religious" fanaticism then.  I always tried in every way to build in myself the extremes of thorough devotion, but within whatever limits I could myself understand as proper, or as unlimited as proper.  And I admired anyone else's quality and version of their own devotional state even if disliking their manner of acting out.  

When later I was no longer a premie, seeing the clip again, it helped me put into perspective and understand my own devotional madness -- simply by seeing the documentation of your outright expression of something I could admire in your spirit and loyalty, it gave me distance to view my own skewed extremism.  And I think that "Fakiranand event" has given me throughout life something of a perspective, a comprehension of how human beings can reach to performing inhuman acts, rather than being myself mystified at how people come to perform such extreme acts even as we now hear about them almost daily prompted by allegiances I can't understand.