About a month before the HSC exams, a teacher from an infamous college in Ajpara Gai went to a famous college in the city and challenged, "Have any of your students targeted to be first on the board this time? Tell him, if you want to be first, don't take the HSC exam this year." , Will be first on my college gouranga board this year. "
However, this Gourang failed the HSC examination from the Science Department of a reputed college in Dhaka for two consecutive years. He came to this village college for the third time and got admission in Commerce. It is really a challenge to challenge such a student to be first on the board. Today I will tell the story of why that teacher showed such defiance.
Gouranga Debnath was born into a wealthy family. His father had a lungi business, with 30 employees. The cruel irony of fate is that his father died before he could cross the boundaries of the primary. His elder brother, who was studying in Inter, could not sustain his father's business despite hundreds of attempts, the day of their misery began.
After getting up in high school, his mother decided to send him to his uncle's house in Cox's Bazar as homelessness was increasing day by day. But he did not have the pants to go to another city later. He bought an old pair of pants from a friend for 10 rupees and left. Fate did not help him there either. He came back after that terrible cyclone of 1991.
Then he came to a high school in his area and got admitted. He was so good at maths that math sir used to do math on the board with him. He passed the 5th grade with the highest score of 698 in his school in SSC. I wanted to be admitted to Dhaka College But in that year a minimum of 600 marks was required to apply to Dhaka College. He went to the college and begged for help, but to no avail. Later he was admitted to Shaheed Suhrawardy College in Old Dhaka.
After being admitted to Suhrawardy College, he realized that this college was not for the poor like him. There are no classes here. Everyone covers private reading. Gauranga told his brother, "Send me to the village with TC from here, or teach me privately." Then the elder brother told him, "I will not go to your village. I will study here. I will give you private, but for a month. In the meantime, I will do whatever I can."
He did not take the class and only took one month private exam. That's what happened. Surprisingly, Gouranga failed so well in mathematics. It was decided from home that he would no longer be taught. Rather, working will help the family. But he will read. Thus it took six months to make the decision. He started preparing himself for giving HSC for the second time. But Bidhibam, the next time he failed.
At that time, there was a rule that if you did not fail three times in a row, you could not get the papers from the college. Gouranga decided that he would go to the village and get the papers anyway. Asked for advice by a college employee, he said, "Many people will ask for money when they go to the office, but it won't work. Instead, if you bring a signature from the board, I will hand over the paper."
He arrived there half an hour before the office opened. An application in hand. After hearing all this, the officer said, "There is no rule for taking papers like this. Give me another test, if I pass it, I will do it, and if I don't do it, I will still be able to take papers."
Shravan's sky began to weep profusely that day. He came out of the officer's room and stood outside. At around 11 in the morning, an officer saw him and entered the office. He came out in the afternoon but saw him standing still. Hearing everything, his mind melted. He requested the officer to sign.
The real twist of the story is waiting after that. It will cost six hundred rupees to come to the village and get admitted to the college, but you will not have to pay any more from home. At that time a rich friend from the same neighborhood came