Once there was a boy named Raghav who lived in Kanpur. He was a little different from others. He was very egoistic which is why he had no friends. This attitude of his created problems for him both in school as well as in house. He was a boy whom everybody disliked and no one ever talked with him. He had a very bad habit that whatever his fault was he never said ‘sorry’ to anyone. One day in school he took a pencil from his fellow classmate and then the boy started crying. The headmaster was passing by the corridor. On seeing the boy crying, he went to him and asked what had happened. The boy could not express the matter properly as he was full of tears. His voice was very faint. The headmaster offered him a glass of water and said him to sit on the bench. The boy sat down and drank the water. He regained his normal voice and stated everything to the headmaster. The headmaster did not become angry but rather said Raghav to say sorry to the boy and return him his pencil. He returned the pencil to him but regretted to say sorry. The headmaster repeated to say sorry but he wouldn’t say it. At last being fed up, the headmaster called his parents. His mother arrived but his father couldn’t as he had gone for a business tour. The headmaster stated Raghav’s mischief and his bad behaviour towards all, including the headmaster himself. The boy’s mother tried her best to keep calm. After the school was over and Raghav was in his house, his mother started scolding him. “You don’t know what it feels like when I have to go to your school to hear complain against you. I feel such ashamed in front of everyone. Every parent wants their children to flourish their name; but we fear that someday you may make our name worse.” “But mom you only said me that you want to be known as MY mother; and see, everyone of our school now knows you as MY mother.” Raghav interrupted. “Yes, but they know...