School life of 12 years. Obviously it becomes their second home. Playing on the football turf for years, climbing the Rock climbing wall during summer camps, attending morning assembly, classroom fights, comments and studies everything is going to end from tomorrow. Just till one day before the function I was bit confused about the behaviour of these students. I started thinking that these guys are loosing respect for their teachers, misbehaving in the bus, becoming aggressive and so on... I was convincing myself that the generation has changed !
But on the passing out day I got to see entirely different picture. Body language of the students was changed. On the first drum beat, the entire environment filled with emotions. Whether it was Principal Mrs. Jyoti Patil's speech or the Chief Guest address by Ms. Pooja Bajaj, all passing out students were listening patiently. I found that the oath taking was not just a formality. Students were serious.
After the National Anthem, slow march began. When they were passing out, the hall was totally silent. Just the choir was audible --- Now is the hour . 23 students of SSLC 2009-10 batch were descending down the steps for the last time in their school life. Assembled parents were in tears though their child was turning into an young man or women. Teachers were standing still as their yet another creation was going out of the school.
Then it was a photo session on the turf football ground and I regained the faith in this generation yet again. I saw these same naughty fellows touching the feet of their teachers. I saw their restlessness to take snaps with the everyone. They wanted to store the memories of the school permanently in the digital format. The idol of Radha-Krishna they presented to the school. From their behaviour the Indian sanskars were clearly visible. To get them on the track, personally most of the time I was very harsh to them. I wanted to keep myself away but suddenly two students came to my office on the ground floor and they forced me to come to the hall to cut a cake. Normally I stay away from all such social affairs but I could not refuse this time. I don't know why?
It was so nice to see that the generation has not changed !
Vijay Rawoot
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