Summary:
BY DN Singh
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It doesn’t come within the ambits of any lyrical description, the tale of a man at the dawn of his life.
When his perennial encounters with needs got him singularly pushed to the wall and the entire family caught in a mire of financial insecurity.
It was like straddling in the midst of a confluence of worries where it was difficult to differentiate between the pain of hunger and the joy of a fulsome meal in a day.
But there was something, somewhere, that got him wadding through the turmoil of that time when, he had thought, as if, the time had stopped for him.
Then as a young boy, even without a formal name for himself, his plight was beyond words and for the mother of the family, after losing the husband early, looking after seven siblings, the task was humongous.
Battle He Never Gave-up
Somehow, the boy entered a school in the village.
His aptitude caught the attention of the school headmaster and others.
Realising his determination not to give up, despite the shackles of hardship at home, his headmaster gave him the name, Achyut, which means one who accepts no finish.
And he went ahead, almost swimming against the tides.
It was literally a roller-coaster ride, from the mires of uncertainty, towards a new goal, i.e education.
For which he had taken up even menial jobs to support himself.
He completed his studies with a doctoral programme after graduation.