Ranting has become my daily routine. But it won't be one this time, because I have a serious incident to tell you. I am going to tell you this but promise me one thing. You would not get angry. Promise? So, the story goes like this. My mom is going as an escort teacher in one of the National-Level Karate Tournament tomorrow. She calls the parent for the itinerary and the essentials to pack. So far, it was all set. The parents are now aware of the fact that with whom their child would be under. Meanwhile, the mother, whom my mom was talking to, comes up to inform her about an incident that took place inside the school premises. I should tell you, that my mom was entirely unheard and unknown about this mishap. My mom, very delicately with subtle curiosity asks her about the happenings. The mother suddenly bursts with a common-tuned motherly sorrow. She begins by saying that, her boy had to go through violent, harassing, abusive behaviour from the Karate teacher at ...
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