Archive for January, 2012

How we are going to miss the present 12th ka batch….

So, it’s the last countdown to the farewell, with the date being less than a week off. The 12th’ies have finished off their school life, and it’s a countdown to the end for them. The boards, college life and all beckons, but somehow you just can’t leave behind all the little things that made growing-up years so damn fun….

This isn’t just going to be another blog from me, it’s going to get a bit emotional, or weird in some people’s books. So please, do bear with me, and tell the world how much you’re going to miss the batch of 2012.

School years are the formative years of any person’s life. Not formative as in the CCE kind of understanding, but it’s just that they are a true reflection of how you’re going to live the rest of your life. Leaving aside the academic portion for which a school is known, there are a lot of things in a daily school which may have seemed minor at the time, but you’ll treasure it like mad when you pass out. Imagine yourself in college, with no chance of the daily tiffin-looting, the ecstasy of having a substitution, gathering at the water point; these are all instances that a pass-out will miss, and will find it hard to believe that they can’t do all that again. No matter how experienced we may be, everyone wants to live out his school-life again given the opportunity, and this loss isn’t something taken easily.

Friends are an integral part of your building-up process, and it would be hard to imagine yourself without them. This present batch won’t ever be together fully again, and will only meet in groups, never all in one place. And while you would always enjoy yourselves within that small gang of yours, you would find it hard to imagine yourself without the others in your class- the jokers, the pranksters, the dancers, the singers, and the other-talented. There was that certain charm to the proceedings, the diversity of a classroom and everything it stood for, and everything it was made out to be by the clowns of the class…

I won’t name anyone out here for fear of pissing off the others, but there are some gems in this batch. Everyone is unique in his or her own way, and we’re going to miss all of them. School will just seem a bit barren without them, no doubt about that, and we’ll always remember them. Remember, you’re not just passing on into oblivion, the memories we had with you will be treasured forever, and people will remember you by your actions.

School life ends sometime or the other, and it’s really hard to imagine yourself out there in that big bad world. But while pondering about your future, there’s always the little glance-back at your past, and the memories it holds. You remember instances, occurrences, and you just wonder…. what if? What if school life goes on, in this same shell that we’re living in? What if some things never change, remaining constant over time?

But if that were so, would you have the memories to preserve? Would you be able to look back at that time and feel proud of yourselves for having done something? Would you enjoy the timeless bond that grew over 14 years of school-life?

Once someone passes out, they will be free, no doubt about that. But they’ll also live in the past, and live for the moments that were. The only thing to do is to keep those memories in your heart, remember the times that were, and move on. The world will remember you for it, starting with the small sphere of GBS.

Bon Voyage 🙂

by Nitesh


I had taken a minor sabbatical from the site, but I decided to write another one just out of being vella. Sitting outside, soaking in the sun, reading a book, these are the times of the day when you feel that you can do absolutely anything. And then your mom tells you to go and hang out the clothes to dry…..

Waking up in the morning is a real pain for most people out there, and I’m no exception. The last thing anyone wants to do is have to trudge out in the blinding fog, shivering in your bones waiting for the school bus. But I can’t deny that it’s a bit different once you’re in school, kyunki phir toh sab chalta hain nah? 😉 The value of being with friends is a long drawn out ritual, and it really spices up a moribund day. Of course, it helps if you have a bit of masala to tease someone about, but it’s all hale and hearty in the end.

Oh, and did I mention how cold it is? But no, it isn’t as much as people are crying over it. Yes, the school extended the hols for the Junior school, but honestly, I couldn’t have survived sitting another week at home doing absolutely nothing. At school, the world is at your feet, with conditions, of course. At least you don’t have to wake up in the morning wondering what you can do except sit in front of a laptop doing Facebook all day. Meeting up with your friends, teasing someone about someone, throwing something at his/her face, and generally making a huge fool out of yourself, these are the things that you’ll miss about GBS when you move on. So hold onto that last bit of sanity, cos you have no idea how valuable that is. Senti log hain yahaan par! 😀

I know that this is probably a bit late, but I really enjoyed the number game which broke out during the New Year. Haters will hate, but you can’t argue that it was a whole lot of fun, and it all just contributed to the ambience of the school. It somehow makes us feel more united, and friendships grew a whole lot stronger. People were hesitant at the start, but once you had got the first couple out of the way, it wasn’t a complete disaster. And that’s because you were writing from your heart, about people close to you, people who you want in your life all the time. Bonds grew stronger, you got to know what your friends really think about you, and it was all just a bit different from what Facebook normally is. This is what you want in school; a platform where you can speak exactly what you want, about the people you want. Ask, and you shall be answered.

I’ll just shut up now. I’ve got to get a hang of things again before attempting another blog, that I can see. I’m bloody out of practise, so apologies for that. And for the hopeful 12thies who were hoping to get a clue, I can’t disclose anything about anything on here, so Shhhhsssssssssssssssssssss!