Good student and a good human

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Being a good student and being a good human are two entirely different concepts.I remember visiting one of my ex-classmate's house once and she providing me with rotten food deliberately and because in some matters i am very much British,i considered that act to be mean and nasty,something i can never think of doing,but that classmate is a good student.At present in my class i have people who are way too desperate to get what they want,even if that means exploiting others and they are great students.I know people who think that,to be in the intellectual region they need to smoke and mate and yes,they are good students.Then i know people who will not get tired helping you,no matter what and make you enjoy their company by their generosity and kindness and they may not be good students but they are exceptionally good human beings.Not many belong to this zone but if one gets to see two or three such people in their life in the KALYUG,one may well consider oneself as a fortunate being,no i am not exaggerating.The good students shine but the good humans fly.A mind devoid of guilt,pressure but filled with innocence and goodness,is the best incorporated elements given to men by whatever it is for people as such enjoy what we say a true carefree life.

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