1. The Mentor in Me
... now, and are equally good friends, thankfully). I cursed myself. It was nothing less than a grave tragedy for me. I had almost recovered from the pains of the previous year when this setback sent me back to where I had started. When I had exhausted myself in my efforts to patch up with that friend ... in my own batch. But after an hour, I felt that this was my thing. After a short break of fifteen minutes, when I resumed with the class, there was confidence in my voice, my legs were not shaking anymore, and my fingers were not ice-cold any longer. What lifted my ... that I was doing was ...
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