I passed 10th and left school back in 1992. Internet had not made an impact then. Mobiles had not made their debut yet and even phone in every house was a rarity.
We knew about Science/Arts/Commerce, Engineering and Medical. Anything other than this was not feasible for the future.
So back in 1992, we clutched our mark-sheet and tried to find a career from what we got. The closest of friends stayed in touch but the class as a whole lost touch. We did not even have an Alumni association back then. So people just drifted apart.
I did not even have a class photograph to go back to old memories.
Most of us stayed apart with only a few being in touch with smaller groups. Until Orkut and Facebook came into picture.
As social sites became popular, someone started a small group of everyone who passed out in 1992. People started joining and it became a bigger group. Wall scraps, photos and Profile gave a peek into their lives.
Someone, somewhere would meet someone and they would feel happy exchanging updates and notes but then there was never any attempt to meet everybody. All were always busy, some with family and some with work.
But then one of us decided that enough of this “We should plan something” stage and actually planned a meet.
Calls were made, some promised, some didn’t. We decided to meet in front of the very school we had last seen each other. Wasn’t it obvious that we would meet where it all started.
So after 18 years since we left school, 12 of us finally made it on a boring Saturday. 12 out of a total of around 125+ people is not an encouraging figure but nevertheless its a start.
We met in front of our school. People had grown and it was even difficult recognizing people even with their names. A long time had gone by. After some initial discussion and leg pulling, we all decided to take a walk in the school.
18 years ago, we ran in these corridors, got punished outside the classes and played in the big playground . All of that came back. That basketball court, the old canteen, the assembly hall, the church. Everything had changed but it still remained the same.
We sat under the big tree near the basketball court, went and saw the Primary section of the school, peeped in classrooms. It was nostalgic. We could almost see ourself walking on the ground in our grey pants and white shirts, sitting on the stairs, studying hard just 15 minutes before the exam. We could imagine hundreds of children running around the ground.
18 years ago, we did not worry much about the future. The idea was to pass SSC and then get somewhere. The world wasn’t that competitive, atleast for me. It was the time when sailing paper boats in the gutter outside the school was more fun than a Playstation today.
Today after 18 years we met, talked, had fun. Today after 18 years, we tried to travel back in time and we almost made it.
stick some pictures in to make it ‘lively’
I experienced the same few months ago – seeing some of my class mates after over 28years … you can imagine!!!
It was really nostalgic for me! ! !
Vijay
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