अहं ब्रह्मेति विज्ञानात्कल्पकोटिशतार्जितम् । संचितं विलयं याति प्रबोधात्स्वप्नकर्मवत् ॥ Mother used to say that however miserable one is, there’s always something to be thankful for. And each morning, when the sky brightened and light began to flood my cell, I agreed with her.
