To Memories, for we have come a long way, its been a while and its over now. So here's to everything we cant carry back.
to sunsets,moonlight and first stars, to sand dunes and white horses, to the socials we 'hated',to a lottery with coupons, to a million wishes , to dreaming of the dark, to faking leaves,to Thalaiva,to golf,to LEAP,to soccer, to sleeping with HULK, to Banging Doors,to spelling wrong and insisting its right, to strawberry oreos, to "i dont study for OLIT", to math brains, to catching trains,to five star bourn vita, to pending Red Bulls,to bunking EVS,to caramel machiatos, to silent laughter,to friends and fights, to peanut butter and nutella, to match making and debaters, to RED and Black,to Kabhi Khushi Kabhi Gham, to never growing up, to We Cant Stop,to defining stars and constellations, to creating MAGIC and to US...THE BATCH OF 2014!
Raise Your glasses for WE have given YOU reason enough to toast US!
The following is something i picked up from a book i was reading, i edited it and think it apt for the occasion.
Time is unmerciful here.For all those years we spend in school our lives are ruled by the school bell. it tells you when to eat,sleep, when to start thinking and when to stop so much so that if for some reason it didnt ring there would be mass panic.it makes things easier though. its simpler to embrace the routine than to resist it. Yet, every once in a while new faces come along with new ideas and methods believing they can fight the system. But the system always wins...
Then suddenly as we head into our final few months, the bell ceases to be important. there are no classes to go to, no plays to rehearse, no P.T to wake up for and the only time you meet the rest of the school is in the Mess!
Its heartbreaking to watch all that we worked for being snatched away. Everybody has to move on. Place has to be made for new students to snivel through their first year, for new officials to grapple in the dark and for our beloved math teachers to start flunking a whole batch of students in the hope theyll get serious. Yet, nothing can take away the pain of leaving the place you truly grew up in, the place that made you who you are.
For some time couldnt have passed fast enough, theyre glad to be getting out. There are always those who feel they gave everything to this place-theyre hearts, souls, blood,sweat and tears-only to find their victory turn to ash in their mouths.They want Out! But not us, not Me. I'm excited. The world is out there waiting for me to grab my slice of the pie.
But I'm also nervous. What will happen when we are out?Where will our friends be? When will we all meet?
As a last ditch effort i saw people promising each other eternal friendship not considering even for a moment the possibility that in a few moments they might be at different ends of the world and may have nothing to say to each other.
As each day brought us closer to the inevitable goodbye, probably forever in a few cases, i realized that I'm not going to say goodbye though,because there are no real goodbyes, are there? The world is round and small as they say. We travel the world only to somehow make our way back home. Someday...Sometime..We Will be Back.
I end by saying, give this place a chance and it'll give back to you in ways you didnt expect. Cherish your time here because before you know it , its going to be over. It took me a while to decide to do this but now i couldnt happier, i learnt the value of this place to late and i wish someone had told me what i told you.Its not easy to summarize five years in a few words but its simple to enjoy each and every moment for once it passes there is no going back.
"Thus Spake the Oracle, I Shant be long. And you. Yes, YOU. Take Care of Her while I'm Gone"
to sunsets,moonlight and first stars, to sand dunes and white horses, to the socials we 'hated',to a lottery with coupons, to a million wishes , to dreaming of the dark, to faking leaves,to Thalaiva,to golf,to LEAP,to soccer, to sleeping with HULK, to Banging Doors,to spelling wrong and insisting its right, to strawberry oreos, to "i dont study for OLIT", to math brains, to catching trains,to five star bourn vita, to pending Red Bulls,to bunking EVS,to caramel machiatos, to silent laughter,to friends and fights, to peanut butter and nutella, to match making and debaters, to RED and Black,to Kabhi Khushi Kabhi Gham, to never growing up, to We Cant Stop,to defining stars and constellations, to creating MAGIC and to US...THE BATCH OF 2014!
Raise Your glasses for WE have given YOU reason enough to toast US!
The following is something i picked up from a book i was reading, i edited it and think it apt for the occasion.
Time is unmerciful here.For all those years we spend in school our lives are ruled by the school bell. it tells you when to eat,sleep, when to start thinking and when to stop so much so that if for some reason it didnt ring there would be mass panic.it makes things easier though. its simpler to embrace the routine than to resist it. Yet, every once in a while new faces come along with new ideas and methods believing they can fight the system. But the system always wins...
Then suddenly as we head into our final few months, the bell ceases to be important. there are no classes to go to, no plays to rehearse, no P.T to wake up for and the only time you meet the rest of the school is in the Mess!
Its heartbreaking to watch all that we worked for being snatched away. Everybody has to move on. Place has to be made for new students to snivel through their first year, for new officials to grapple in the dark and for our beloved math teachers to start flunking a whole batch of students in the hope theyll get serious. Yet, nothing can take away the pain of leaving the place you truly grew up in, the place that made you who you are.
For some time couldnt have passed fast enough, theyre glad to be getting out. There are always those who feel they gave everything to this place-theyre hearts, souls, blood,sweat and tears-only to find their victory turn to ash in their mouths.They want Out! But not us, not Me. I'm excited. The world is out there waiting for me to grab my slice of the pie.
But I'm also nervous. What will happen when we are out?Where will our friends be? When will we all meet?
As a last ditch effort i saw people promising each other eternal friendship not considering even for a moment the possibility that in a few moments they might be at different ends of the world and may have nothing to say to each other.
As each day brought us closer to the inevitable goodbye, probably forever in a few cases, i realized that I'm not going to say goodbye though,because there are no real goodbyes, are there? The world is round and small as they say. We travel the world only to somehow make our way back home. Someday...Sometime..We Will be Back.
I end by saying, give this place a chance and it'll give back to you in ways you didnt expect. Cherish your time here because before you know it , its going to be over. It took me a while to decide to do this but now i couldnt happier, i learnt the value of this place to late and i wish someone had told me what i told you.Its not easy to summarize five years in a few words but its simple to enjoy each and every moment for once it passes there is no going back.
"Thus Spake the Oracle, I Shant be long. And you. Yes, YOU. Take Care of Her while I'm Gone"
