It's been ten years since the batch of 1996 left the hallowed portals of Campion. So much has changed, but yet some things have remained the same. The 37 of us might be spread all over the world, but then we try and stay close and keep in touch with each other.
Some are married...Dont think any have become dads yet....
Some work in exotic locales....one bloke on the island of Aruba...
Some are still academia's guinea-pigs....
We all have had pain, suffering, love, loss and longing...some more than others...
We all reminesce a lot...
We still buzz each other off and on quiet Saturday afternoons to hear the latest on the Cuffe Parade gossip or Malabar Hill masala....
Some meet every weekend at Geoffreys and down martinis with Marine Drive buzzing with activity...Others stand on a balcony 60 odd floors above sea level, overlooking the Hudson, contemplating on life and what googlies we have negotiated....
Some walk shoulder to shoulder with the hotshots...while others have to be rather content trying not to rub the local redneck the wrong way....
All said and done the Campion-Cathedral 'rivalry' is still very much a load of bulls**t....
Everyone remembers their secret (and not-so-secret) crushes...and share a good laugh when her name pops out of nowhere...
Some crushes have become commitments...others have been consigned to the trash-can of life...
We still shake our heads in disbelief when we think of Ms. Goswami...HOW?!!!!!!!!
Mindu is gone.....somewhere in Elysian Fields he's giving plus 3 to all souls...sometimes plus six...
Mr. Nash Karanjia....a perfect gentleman....a diamond in the crown of Campion...
Goosie....he's gone now...probably hunting bears in the forests of Heaven....
Nannu.....a strict disciplinarian, but a man with a heart of gold.....
ILP....the man for all seasons at Campion....a friend, philosopher and guide to me and so many other Campionites....
JS Lewis....a man with a vision...who made a huge difference through the 90s...
Callu......the gentleman who kindled my interest in chemistry....a man who could never bring himself to raise his voice against a student, but would instead quietly go to the blackboard and give the bloke's house minus points....
Gomes, the master who threatened to chew the marrow of everyone's bones, but deep down a simple straightforward man....
I get goose-pimples when I see:
this
this
this
this
and....this used to be my playground....
this...(though I cant figure out for the life of me why/how the PTA found its way into that snap!)
this was totally kick-ass (oops..excuse my language)...
This gentleman made quite a few Campionites tremble in their shoes...
Babe Bakshi and gang...
And yes...admit it...Bakshi looked haaaaaaaat ;-)!
Those were the days my friends!
Friday, March 03, 2006
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