Epic x two
I love those movies where beating all odds and against all obstacles an unlikely victory is grabbed by the underdog who comes in from behind. (Like Basic Instinct. Wink wink.)
So I really liked this little personal musing by Deven over at his little blog. There are two little stories both of which are heart warming and, daresay, inspiring:
My father was actually #2 in his high school. At the time entrance into IIT was not by a national exam, but rather offered to the #1 student in each high school. In his case the #1 student decided not to go. To this day I don’t know who that person was, but he literally changed the course of my father’s life and mine.
The same thing happened to me too you know. I was third in school after the half-yearly exams and then the guys who came first and second mysteriously got hit point-blank by cricket balls two days before the final exams. I was forced to pick up the heavy yolk of class topper.
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tabula rasa
May 8th, 2007, 7:08 am | #
I was forced to pick up the heavy yolk of class topper.
cricket ball shattered the skull, eh?
The_girl_from_ipanema
May 8th, 2007, 10:08 pm | #
you mean yoke, right? ;)- i know ,TR caught it, but I did too and wanted to say so. :p
tabula rasa
May 9th, 2007, 6:08 am | #
and here i was thinking i’d hear about some radical new insights about the brain as high cholesterol substance.
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