Yesterday, at temple, I saw a rare sight.
A boy, probably somewhere in 10th or 12th class, was sitting in front of shivji's idol, with a open book, and mugging away furiously in a very dimly lit area. Jumping from one chapter to another. Frantically trying to grasp (or revise, I dont know) a few concept here and there. Glancing at the idol every few minutes. Glancing at his surroundings every other few minutes. Turning back to the book immediately.
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Reminded me of many things. It reminded me of a famous incident, where a famous person (dunno who, Lala lajpat rai?) studied in streetlight, because he didn't have money to buy kerosene oil to light a lamp. It reminded of my solid mechanics course - in my 1st year, I was standing at the temple (A104). It reminded me of the way I was staring at Hg, who helped me pass that exam and turned out to be my idol.
It reminded me that life, however complex it may get, will still have a way to make you forget everything and smile for atleast that one moment.
:)
