Access to a library was a wonderful moment in my life after joining JNV Darbhanga finding so many books at a place. At home I used to await on every Saturday that my father will step down from bus having some books in his hand. Whenever he brought any book, I used to first finish the book forgetting he had also brought some sweets or eatables.
In the very next day Library mam asked me to bring water in a bucket from handpump which was behind her residence, which was in associated room of library. This handpump was in front of boys hostel meant for boys. Fetching water was not an unusual activities for me as in my village school I used to bring water for my teachers. Serving our guru is in my core of heart which was already deepened by stories told by my teachers in Rajkiya Buniyadi Vidyalaya, Doghra.
Everyday she was telling different boys to bring water and everyone enjoyed in bringing water. But slowly she started telling some of us twice or thrice in a week and the time came when she started telling me everyday. This went in the same way for two years. One day one of my senior student (it was tradition to call Bhaiya to senior students) mocked at me for my dumbness for being caught everyday for bringing water. One day he motivated to such an extant that I simply ignored call of Mam. Then I felt unusual. But when I found her bringing her clothes to the handpump and cleaning, I felt for not helping her. I just realized that everyone is ignoring her and so she relied upon me. Afterwards I promptly fetched water and remained happy always.
She was just like my mother and serving her just gave me satisfaction I am serving my own mother.