In my previous post I told you how truth always wins.Now,I am here, to narrate one more incident which happened during my childhood whereby you can again get a glimpse of truth. I was in 6th grade then.I was the school prefect and so I had to lead the morning prayer as well as readout one THIRUKKURALL .Even before realizing what had happened,I could only say the morning prayers but not the KURALL written on the blackboard kept at some distance from where I had to stand. My eyesight was very poor and hence reading from a distance was not possible at all.How to manage?
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