Ah, such a smart programme that one! But listen, macha, forget JEE or NEET for it—it's a different test, the IISc Entrance Exam, that got me my seat. I sat for it in a hall so quiet I could hear my own heart beating, just like hearing the sewing machines stop at my eche's factory for lunch. It's not about cramming medical or engineering books, but thinking. That BS course taught me how to ask questions, which is why I'm doing my PhD here now, far from our Imphal hills.
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