"The pradhanaacharya Shivakesri has done this wrong; it seems that fascination of the post grabbed his honesty. Nobody can ever pass this exam." A scholar said to his fellows.
Yet no one dared to repeat it in front of the pradhanaacharya Shivakesri because only he had the right to choose the next pradhanaacharya. Whom he will choose and how he will do it, it was all up to his wish.
the pradhanaacharya Shivakesri was doing exactly what aacharya Krishna Chandra Shastri advised everybody. He did not believe without testing.
Deependra proved scholars wrong and he proved right to the late pradhanaacharya Krishna Chandra Shastri, who passed the never-to-be-passed examination on the same day.
Deependra became the pradhanaacharya at the age of twenty-five.
It was more than fifty years had passed since the pradhanaacharya Krishna Chandra Shastri passed away yet his thinking was the foundation of Uttarasaadhaka gurukul. Even under the supervision of the pradhanaacharya Deependra, the gurukul was continuously progressing on logical principles.
Even after many decades, money was not needed to get admission to Uttarasaadhaka Gurukul. Whether it was a king or a beggar, everyone's sons used to get free education there. Over time, all the facilities also came in Gurukul. Due to that, the shishyas were getting a quality education while leading a good life.
Donations were enough for necessities and facilities.
Sometimes the donation was given by the happy parents of the children, sometimes by the happy old shishyas, and sometimes by the happy kings, happy zameendaaras, and happy sahukaaras.
After aacharya Tejasraja, gurukul never needed to ask for anything from anyone. Coincidently someone or the other would come to help.
Education in Gurukul was given free and unconditional to boys of every caste and religion, but there was a prerequisite that had to be fulfilled.
The same prerequisite that the pradhanaacharya Deependera was asking four young children in the form of a question.
"Are you actually willing to study here?" the pradhanaacharya Deependra asked lovingly.
On hearing the question, all four children turned around and wanted to look at their parents.
"No kids no... Don't look at them. Ask yourself and give me the answer." the pradhanaacharya gave instructions.
The children did not understand anything about this old man. They looked helplessly at him.
"Close your eyes and repeat my question in your mind. Ask yourself do you want to study here from your will?" the pradhanaacharya described them again.
Understanding the condition of little kids, the pradhanaacharya said in a guiding manner.
The children did the same.
It was only a short time after little kids closed their eyes; a smile came on the faces of all four. Seeing their innocent smile, the pradhanaacharya also smiled and said 'yes' to their parents.
Everyone's faces lit up with happiness.
"Gurudev, we have brought the grain of our fields if you have permission, so bring it inside?" Jagdeesh's father asked.
"Of course...and thank you." the pradhanaacharya happily allowed.
"Gurudev, we brought clothes for all the residents of Gurukul. Please allow, us." Rasik's father asked.
"Sure...thank you for the kindness."
"Forgive us Gurudev, we have brought some gold. We know that Gurukul does not need money. But some things require money. Hope this money will be useful to Gurukul in some way or the other. Please accept it." Batuk's father said.
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Vardaan 1...The Ultimate Boon
Historical FictionLife is a story and every story has a writer. As the pages of the story of life keep turning, we start to feel that there is someone who is watching as well as testing us and writing our story. He is continuously observing us with sharp eyes. There...
