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"Masterji?"
"Yes?"
"How to solve using identities?"
The word stuck on his mind. Identity. His.
"Like this. Look here."
"But ... Masterji ... "
The student trailed off. He was confused. Glancing at his Masterji who was writing on the blackboard, he asked, staring at his notebook.
"What is the question?"
The chalk slipped from the writer's hand and lay broken on the ground.
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END.
(April 2020 — October 2020)
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