Re-Union 2015
From the dawn
of the new year, we the batchmates of 2001 were just heading for a grand plan..
a grand plan to meet all our batch mates, teachers... The thought was just
elating. Everyone was super excited. Partially because we were going to meet
each other after 14 long years (Sounds like vanvaas.. read furtther to
understand why I am stating so.) and Partially because it was happening in the
same building same premise where we met friendship and meant it tooo...
Slowly as the
days were passing by it was creating a different environment amongst all of us.
Whats app really proved to be a boon in this. Or I will say it was the modern
age 'Dove'.. who for the first time carried messages across boundaries of loved
friends... Everyday before the Grand Reunion Day, the smart phone used to
mortgage its smartness in front of KES school group. 5 minutes 500 messages on
an average, Some complained of mobile draining out of battery, system hang but
neither the senders stopped sending nor the receivers left group. I think the
reason may be everyone wanted to just be a part of It. Part of it. Finally the
Day Arrived.
The Time was
set, 6pm, few extra excited friends arrived at the venue since 2pm. That day
nothing could stop us in our houses. Saturday it was, 21st February and slowly
by 5pm eveyone started gathering... Every face that reached the school gate was
having smile in their eyes. We were happy corner to corner. After few friends
gathered, My heart started beating fast, as I had just seen my Social Studies
teacher "Rukmini Mam". I couldnot believe my eyes. She was still the
same. I wanted to just keep looking at her and be there for eternity but the
time and event were calling me for other requirements. The evening proceeded
further and all the teachers gathered in the school ground. I was feeling as if
the stars have gathered in our horizon. One shining more brightly than the
other. After some time, I got a call from one of my friend, those words still
ring in my ears "Somebody is waiting for you at the gate of our school..
Come fast". That very moment I knew
my living inspiration has arrived "Bhase Teacher". The moment cannot
be compared with anything else. I was just feeling heavenly to see her after so
many years. I was just watching her forgetting everything. Everything. Suddenly
the music in the ground brought me back to senses. Event started and I was just lost in my own thoughts, I was
doing all that was needed to be done, but on the other hand was thinking about
my last day in school... the day we all parted. Who had thought we would be meeting
again in the same place in this way. While singing Vande Mataram and Pledge,
Tears actually rolled my eyes. While we gave mementos to the teachers they were
beaming but inside our hearts we all were shivering. Shivering with pride for
we could give some reason to smile to our teachers. The greatest surprise lied
ahead when all the teachers who taught us actually knew us by our name and all
the characteristics we possessed. It was just going through a time capsule.
And then
suddenly it all came to end.. teachers were slowly leaving to have dinner. My
friends too wanted to just dance over and I wanted to stand their catching my
feet as tight as possible to the ground. I wanted to go again upstairs and sit
their lectures. I wanted to hear Rukmini mam scold. I wanted to hear Bhase
teacher explain marathi poem. I wanted to hear Renuka teacher explain in
detail. I wanted all this in that one day. Suddenly I felt as if I am standing
at the beach and as hard I am trying to fix my feet on the sand as fast it is
rolling beneath my feet. I could only gather memories.
Memories of
happy faces of my friends, tired faces of few, elated and happy faces of
teachers to see their kids grow in such amplitude. In true sense I now feel it
was Reunion... Remembering our selves about our Union with School and School
friends. Last to conclude the evening came the dance, the song never mattered.
What mattered was just staying close to friends.
To sign off I
just remember few lines,
You taught me
life, you taught me friendship
You were a
part of all my hardship
Sometimes bitter,
Many a times Sweet
The day spent
with you no one can beat
You are
friend and will always be
In your eyes
true friendship I see
To all the
Kiddies you stay in the heart
14 years is
just a small part.......
Love you all
my school friends.................... Batch 2001.

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