I was indeed a serious student When I turned 50, a desire which is not typically quinquagenarian sprouted in me. I wanted to do Masters in psychology. Actually I had started reading up a bit of psychology so that I could deal better with my young students in a world whose adolescence was beginning to baffle me increasingly. As soon as I read in the newspaper that IGNOU was beginning correspondence course in MA-psychology, I joined up. I thought a university course would give shape and direction to my newfound interest. Three years after I joined the course, having completed all the written exams successfully, I remain unable and incapable of getting a certificate from the university. IGNOU has harassed me so much with the assignments and other such out-of-the-exam-hall works that I have decided to say goodbye to the university without getting trying any further for its certificate. After all, whatever knowledge I have acquired cannot ...
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