From where I stand, that early advantage melts like winter snow in Chaith by the first-year's end. I saw brilliant coaching boys in my literacy class stumble over simple English sentences, while I, who left Kota midway for my nerves, could patiently learn new alphabets. My son is an engineer now, but it was my own slow, steady study that taught me true learning cannot be rushed, beta. A head-start is not a strong heart.
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