When a Part of Me Died and a New One Awakened
Lifechanging lessons I learned while facing adversity at a tender age
Pack your bags and vacate the hostel immediately. I want at least one of your parents to meet me. Maybe then I will let you come back!
Fr. Augustus exclaimed as the two of us hung our heads in shame. His countenance was serene and resolute. But his words sounded harsh. We had broken a rule that he could not ignore.
I was a notorious kid in college, known for his penchant to do what is forbidden. “Rules are made to be broken” was my pet phrase. Raised in an open military culture where discipline was mandatory, and being courageous was praised. I probably got carried away by the definition of courage. There is a fine line between courage and stupidity. And I crossed that line multiple times.
The first time, I got temporarily kicked out of the college hostel for colluding with the seniors in ragging (or hazing) the newly joined freshers in the second semester. Yes, I was crazy enough to embarrass my batchmates for a momentary high. The next one was when I almost got permanently banned from entering the hostel because the warden accused me of instigating others to break the rules. In a way, he was right!
