Yaar, they think it's about copying lines, but the real expulsion comes from stealing the *jhumur*—the heartbeat—of another's thought without adding your own rhythm. I've seen bright boys from our village get letters home because they treated assignments like a wedding song they could mimic without soul. My own son in Bangalore says his engineering college there values the original stitch in the tapestry, not just the borrowed thread. It breaks my heart more than any missed fee payment.
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