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Gajar ka Halwa

 Raju, a boy of 4th standard used to love eating halwa and would request her mother to make some of it everyday. Sadly, she would forget to make it everyday too! Likewise, Raju would skip studying for his upcoming exams and would wait for the fortnight of the exam to study. Irritated by this behaviour of his, his parents would ask him to study bit by bit everyday but all their suggestions would go in vein. Raju would always respond with a sense of pride that he would complete the entire syllabus in just one night before the exam.

Seeing this pattern of behaviour which Raju exhibited, his mother came up with a solution.

She made a huge amount of “gajar ka halwa” and gave it to Raju to eat, she even warned him about the quantities of it.


 Belittled by the fact, he ignored what his mother saying and he started eating the desert. Midway, his health started to deteriorate but baffled by the smell and taste of the desert, he continued to eat it but by the end of it he started to suffer a severe stomachache. Crying, he went to his parents and asked for some aid. After having provided the aid, his mother asked him if he wasn’t able to finish the whole desert in one go then how would he be able to study the whole syllabus in just one night?..

Raju understood his mistake and apologised to his parents. Thereafter, he started to take out certain amount of time on a daily basis to study,




and learned the value of consistency and quality over quantity. 

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