SC-ST students are like ghosts at the mess table—present but unseen, until a project needs a topper’s marks or someone’s dirty plate needs clearing. The faculty? They see the scholarship, not the student who built his first computer from scrap. But listen, my daughter in engineering says her SC friend is the one writing all the code while the others take the credit. My life? I played the accordion at a professor’s daughter’s wedding, and he praised my ‘natural rhythm’, but in class, he never called on me. So you tell me, ki haal hai?
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