Down memory lane

Should I have the time machine of H. G. Wells, I would love to go back to my school days at Sankara Vidyashramam.

Pleasant are the memories of school - the curriculum, friendly banter with my friends, unforgettable experiences with my mentors, insouciant days of childhood .... there are volumes to write.

The day usually starts with the assembly - with us, boys and girls, clad in neat, fresh uniforms. The qualities of unity and uniformity are sown in our minds. In fact, this is one of the prime reasons why childhood stands unique and uncontaminated from a much polluted adulthood. The slogan "India is my country and all Indians are my brothers and sisters" gets its real meaning here.

Changing scenes of the classrooms, with lectures by teachers - all these carry fond memories. The most dry and uninteresting subjects would sound interesting and the most complicated would be a cake-walk thanks to my instructors who excelled in the art of making things simple. But for their care, compassion and guidance, I would not have been what I am today.

The celebrations we had, with the teachers getting involved in the task bringing out the best in us, are still fresh. These occasions were the times when we tried out our skills, our talents were discovered and when our thoughts were given voice to. The care given to each student in shaping his career and personality was remarkable.

Reminiscing about school and its delights move me a great deal. You may even call it a weakness. But reviving those innocent, sweet simple years again ... I only wish it happens all over again.

I end with very fond memories of school.

S. RUKMANI, Past pupil

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