Here is the frank and though-provoking vocation story of Olympio, once a happy Salesian priest, and now a happy married man. His story challenges us to have a deeper look at what we mean by “vocation,” and how meaningfully we live it.—Editor
I belong to a WhatsApp chat room. Every morning I get hit with a fusillade of exchanges. Most of the messages do not interest me. Yet, I faithfully browse through them every single day. Why am I still a member of this group? The members share a common past. Like me, they are all veteran alumni of Don Bosco High School, Lonavla (DBL), India.
One of the guys once posted charming pictures of the drive up the Western Ghats. As you climb into Khandala Sunset Point before entering Lonavla, the landscape turns otherworldly. To most people, it meant nothing. For me, it was sheer nostalgia. It took me back to the times when we made our annual treks to Lonavla. And that took me back to the good old days.
Olympio D’Mello
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