Trust Worth More Than Theft

I stole six hundred rupees from the only man who ever believed in me. My name is Hari

Singh and I'm a fifteen year old thief. I've cheated countless people without ever

feeling guilty. But this time was different. I met Anil at a wrestling match.

He was a struggling writer, trusting and kind. Too kind. I knew immediately

he'd be an easy target. I convinced him to let me stay at his house.

He didn't pay me anything, but he did something nobody ever had before.

He taught me to read and write. Every evening, we'd sit together with books and pencils.

For the first time, I felt like I could become something more than a thief. But old habits pulled