This is one of the fondest memories of my childhood. My Sanskrit exam was in a week. And I was certain I would fail the exam. Our teacher was so boring. Uninspiring. Ma saw that I was scared. She wrote a letter requesting the daughter of our temple priest to tutor me. She had a Masters in Sanskrit. I topped the exam! It turns out that a good teacher can change your life. And that good teacher needn’t be found in school or college.
