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It was a morning in March. The flies were lurking somewhere all night long. But as soon as it got light, it started buzzing again. Manoj, who was sleeping on the roof of the house, was awakened by the repeated buzzing of flies. His friend Vishnu was solving maths problems on his terrace. Manoj should solve the maths questions too, because today the first paper of class 12th is of mathematics, but he does not understand the maths questions at all. Still, he picked up the mathematics book lying nearby and started trying to read it, but after a while, he understood that there is no use in holding the book like this. Manoj is very excited by his praise, so when he saw that the women of the locality were filling water on the well in front of his house, to impress them, he started reading maths questions aloud while walking on the terrace. His voice reached the women. A woman pointed towards him and said - "Hamaro moda bilkul na padhat hai.

There is a Manoj, keep studying with a lantern on the roof all night." Manoj's purpose was fulfilled, he was happy to hear his praise. He put down the math book and opened Gulshan Nanda's novel 'Jalti Chattuk'. Even after reading it in the light of the lantern till one o'clock at night, he had two pages of the climax. He completed t

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he novel in ten minutes and was out came to the well. The women were still getting water. An elderly lady found it very difficult to pull the bucket from the well. Manoj saw her suffering and gave her a bucket. In the award he received the woman's blessing - "Lalla tu fast se paas" Hoygo. By then Pandit Kalicharan, the father of his classmate Vishnu, came to the well. Pandit Kalicharan, who taught mathematics in class eight in the village school, knew Manoj and his qualifications very well. On seeing him, Pandit ji said - "How is the preparation for the examination? Manoj? Passing in maths is no joke. 

"Then Pandit ji started praising his son Vishnu - "I have told Vishnu that if he does not pass the first division, then I will stop his studies. But I know Vishnu is clever in mathematics. He has a passion for reading. Manoj could not deny this truth. He took a bucket of water from his hand with the aim of helping Pandit ji and started walking with him. He praised Pandit ji for his son - a clever boy like Tau Vishnu, in the whole district. No, I am sure that he will come first in the district this time. Saying this, Manoj's eyes appeared before the blurred image of his father and then suddenly disappeared. A slight tinge appeared on his face in the color of sadness.