I was so disappointed that I did not go to the principal again after taking the form. Came straight home. Mathematics was the peak of Gaurishankar for me. Could never climb it. Failed in Mathematics twice in 'Intermediate' and left the exam in despair. After ten-twelve years, when I was successful in the maths exam, I took another subject and passed it easily. Till that time, this rule of the university had killed the aspirations of so many youths, who can say. Well I returned home disappointed; But the desire to read was still there. What do you do sitting at home? Somehow I should improve maths and get into college, that was the tune. For this it was necessary to live in the city. Incidentally, a lawyer got the job of teaching the sahib's boys. With five rupees as salary, I decided to give my living for two rupees and give three rupees at home. Above the stables of the lawyer was a small kutcha cell. Took permission to live there! Lay a piece of sackcloth! Brought a small lamp from the market and started living in the city. Brought some utensils from home. At one time he would cook khichdi and wash the dishes and go to the library. Mathematics was an excuse, used to read novels etc. Read 'Fasana-e-Azad' by Pandit Ratannath Dar in those days. Also read 'Chandrakanta-Santi'. All the Urdu translations of Bankim Babu, which were found in the library, were read by all. The brother-in-law of the lawyer, whose son used to teach, used to study with me in matriculation. I got this position on his recommendation. He was friends, so he used to borrow money when needed. The payment was made when the salary was received. Sometimes two rupees would come, sometimes three. The day I got two-three rupees of salary, my restraint would have gone out of hand. Thirsty Trishna would be dragged towards the confectionery shop. He would wake up after eating two-three annas. The same day he would go home and give two-and-a-half rupees. would start borrowing again from the second day; But sometimes there would be hesitation in even asking for a loan and had to fast day to day. Four or five months passed like this. Meanwhile, clothes worth two-and-a-half rupees were taken from a Bajaj. Used to go there everyday. He had faith in me. When the months or two months passed and I could not pay the money, I stopped going there! Walked away. After three years he could pay Rs. At that time a Beldar of the city used to come to me to study Hindi. His house was in the backyard of the lawyer. 'Jan lo brother' was his happy pillow. We used to call him 'Jaan lo brother'. Once I had even borrowed eight annas from him. He recovered that money from me after five years by going to my home village. I still wanted to read; But he was getting frustrated day by day. I wanted to get a job somewhere. But he did not know how and where to get the job. It was winter time. Didn't have a penny. Two days were spent after eating one penny each. My moneylender had refused to lend, or I was hesitant to ask for it. The lamps were lit. I went to a bookseller's shop to sell a book. Chakraborty was the key to mathematics. Bought two years ago. Till now he was keeping it with great care; But today, disappointed all around, I decided to sell it. The book was worth two rupees; But on one the deal went well. I had just got down from the shop with the money that a gentle man with a big mustache, who was sitting in that shop, asked me - Where do you study?