In My College Days...........

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In my college days, I was associated with Prayaas, a student’s initiative for teaching the under-privileged children of the nearby locality of our college and provide them a better education by providing them stationeries, books and tutoring them. To help with the financial requirement of the Prayaas, we collected newspapers, old books –copies from our batch mates, seniors, juniors in different hostels, which were later sold for making paper bags. We also sold Prayaas T-Shirts among our college mates so that we can generate funds for providing stationeries, books and copies to those children. And on weekend evening, we took out 1-2 hours of time to teach and guided the children. We team members had tough time initially convincing the guardian-parents of the children to make their children attend our classes. So we started with small number of children who were ready and seeing our dedication and sheer effort, other children also stated attending the sessions.

because most of them had this notion that they have to pay for this tuition classes and they did not see any reason why they should send their wards to these session when they are already sending them schools. But we explained them that despite they are attending classes, these students must have some doubts, issues regarding their academics so that we can guide them.

I would like to recall the college incident again when I was serving as the Joint-Treasurer of the Cultural Society of the college. The Cultural Society had the responsibility of organising the Annual Cultural Festival of the college. We generally used to get a part of fund from the college authority. But due to some in disciplinary actions happened during our event previous year; the college authority had refused to provide the funds. Since the event was Annual Cultural Festival, we could not think of going ahead it without having…...

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