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I still remember, as fresh as yesterday, the way I stumbled into that waiting room, after months of  being cooped up in a hospital bed.... Let's wind up the memory machine a little to get a gist of what I am talking about here !!! To put it shortly, I suffered a Third Degree burn after a cauldron of Boiling hot water fell upon me accidently. I still remember my father watching me with widened eyes as he saw me shudder when the water melted my skin !  After a bout of Emotional scenes, Tears and Yelling..  [ You know how Indian  Parents are so organized in a crisis...You would be surprised ! ] I was laid on the bed with a peeled-off skin, where the water ran through, and we were waiting for the Ambulance to arrive. I faintly remember the tears that dripped from my Mother's eyes, seeing my helpless state, and the utterly confused look on my sister's eyes as she looked back-and-forth, trying to get a hang of the commotion. The Ambulance siren was heard soon enough, and I was ta

 Cages of pets seemed more alluring to me as I saw those heads drowned in books.... The words "    LIBRARY " were etched above the door, but the people inside acted as those words were just for show ! .... Studyroom might have been an appropriate term, but in an attempt to disguise the stress feeding up in potential students, they might have thought to make it more pleasant.. But this was among the least of the depressing sights I would have to encounter in the coming days, but I thought that was gonna be it...   ( Boy, was I wrong  ! ) And then, I walked into the office... Money-counting Machines whirring as they estimated the wads of cash dunked on them. Timid students with parents brimming with hope, stood in line, patiently awaiting to pay the fees and aquire books and whatnot. The head of the institute was in another room, assuring everyone in sight that their children was capable of securing a seat in India's Top ranking colleges, and the only thing the