A Sly Life Lessons Story of Ignoring The Hammer of Justice!

An Insightful Series of Life Lessons That My Life Provided As I Lived Understanding Its Psychology and Philosophy Improving My Mental Health in The Process.

Jul 04, 2026

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A Sly Life Lessons Story of Ignoring The Hammer of Justice: Justice Is A Concept Alone, Not A Reality

In 1978, two people from our theater group in the valley applied for admission to National School of Drama. One was Shivani who had turned my ex after a fierce fight between the two of us by then. And the second one was I.

The two of us weren’t even at talking terms with each other. It simply showed we both had badly hurt each one’s expectations from the other. But the expectations were still alive though in a badly hurt state. We were still bothered about them. We weren’t free from the concern for the other and that was why we had stopped talking to each other.

Anyway, we both harbored a lot of bitterness within as we went for facing the interview for selection. Our behaviors vis-a-vis each other very conspicuously revealed telltale signs of something extremely wrong going on between us. Otherwise, why wouldn’t two candidates from the same town seen at least casually talking throughout interview processing even once? People guessed it all.

A Sly Life Lessons Story of Ignoring The Hammer of Justice: I Do My Act of Voice Modulation

As I appeared for the interview, I was asked to present a voice modulation sample of my choice. In fact, this presentation was the main criterion of selection. I enacted a deeply emotional and a highly challenging poetic monologue of at least three minutes of duration. My voice naturally had a very deep base notes and my abdominal breathing added a reverberation to its modulation. As I started rendering the presentation, all interviewers suddenly turned alert in their sitting stance abandoning their seat rests. I felt I had gone into a trance-like state while presenting my piece. A deep silence pervaded the interview hall.

And when I finished my performance, the silence still kept continuing for a long while. There was no doubt it had been an extraordinary performance without needing any comment from anyone around.

A Sly Life Lessons Story of Ignoring The Hammer of Justice: The Director Praises Me

Finally, the director asked me, “You are so highly qualified and also worked as a scientist in defense ministry. What makes you join a professional course in theater now?” he was looking at my admission form as he spoke.

“Passion! I have decided to follow the call of my heart now onwards which I never did before,” said I.

“What’s your specific field of interest in drama?” he shot his next question.

“Writing and direction! But I recently discovered I have some acting talent as well,” I stated in a matter-of-fact voice.

“That is obvious. We just witnessed it,” he murmured before he officially declared, “thank you gentleman, the interview is over. You will soon hear from us.”

“Thanks a lot, sir!” I said as I made my way out.

A Sly Life Lessons Story of Ignoring The Hammer of Justice: I Get Rejected

The interview results were out the next day. And when I checked it, my name wasn’t there in the list of selected candidates. It was unbelievable. Everyone was expecting I would top the list. But strangely, I hadn’t been selected at all. Shivani was ranked fifth among selected candidates.

Somesh was also present there and he was equally shocked too. He immediately managed for my stay in the vicinity and lined up my recently written play for performance. A staff member from the drama school took up the direction. The director of the school took up composing music for the play himself. That started my professional theatrical journey in the National School of Drama right then and there despite my admission rejected.

It was an ambitious project and the best theatrical talents joined hands to make it a memorable performance. As the school director completed his musical compositions, he invited the play director and me to his place. Unlike a corporate meeting, it was a work cum pleasure get together as is customary with artists everywhere.

A Sly Life Lessons Story of Ignoring The Hammer of Justice: The Whisky Party Chat

We sat on pegs of whisky going through all the musical compositions that the school director had composed by then. Whisky and music made a very good combination to enjoy joining the elements of the play together.

At one point while setting the lyrics with the musical notes, the school director turned very emotional. Partly it was whisky showing its effect as well.

“This composition has come out to be great. Lyrics are equally great too. I must congratulate you for having created a great piece of art as a play,” he mumbled.

“That was why you had rejected me in the interview!” I turned a bit satirical.

He immediately stood up straight saying, “I remember it all. In fact, you had topped the list of successful candidates.”

“Then? What happened?” asked the director of my play.

“You know this head of the acting department! No one knows him better than I do. He had set his evil eyes on Shivani. And he guessed this man would be the biggest hurdle in his evil flirtatious designs. So, he vetoed him out making an excuse that he had an exceptionally pronounced vein on his forehead. He argued it was a sign of an impulsive emotional state which could turn difficult for the school to handle. That son of a bitch!” his face turned bitter as he blurted out the truth.

“But wasn’t it unjustified? How did you agree to it?” exclaimed the play director.

A Sly Life Lessons Story of Ignoring The Hammer of Justice: The Sly Theory

He slowly sat down and looked at both of us as he said, “Do you think justice really exists?”

We just kept looking at his face.

He continued, “What we call justice is just our concept of it. You see we have formed Society for Prevention of Cruelty toward Animals. Which animals are these? Certainly not the ones that we gulp down into our stomachs every day! Can you show me a single example of real justice throughout the world through its entire history? Every country has its different code of justice the way it deems fit. Can you even say that the food chain of nature is a justified design? The bigger fish eating the smaller one! Justice is nowhere there,” he kept blurting his emotions out.

He stopped for a while and then said a single sentence before refilling our glasses, “Sorry! We had our warped justice which said that we couldn’t veto someone else’s veto. I couldn’t veto the veto of that cunning head of the acting department. I am really sorry!”

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