By Dr. K. Javeed Nayeem, MD
The year was 1965 and I was a student of the seventh standard at St. Mary’s English Middle School. The academic year started with everyone I met cautioning me that I was now laden with the responsibility of facing a public examination. My parents, relatives, teachers and even Khader, the dark and lanky boy whose job it was to escort me to school and back every passing day and who had himself never seen the inside of a classroom, were among those who tried very hard to put the fear of this important turning point into me.
