Class I |
Class I- I am in the 1st row (standing) fifth from left. Not many memories except from the seeds of long-lasting friendship sown with some of my classmates, with whom I am in touch, through Facebook and Whatsapp mostly but also personally met a couple of them in recent times like Rajeev Warrier, PV Ramakrishnan, Jagdish Damodaran and Jaideep Shetty.
Class III-I am on the extreme left in the 1st row (Standing). I was encouraged by Ms. Sacrament Rosario was our class teacher to participate in the English Elocution Competition which I won. I recited the poem "The Lone Dog". I had enjoyed reciting the poem but hardly understood what the poem was about. I am capturing the poem below for those who may like to go through.the wordings
Lone Dog
Louis Untermeyer, ed. (1885–1977). Modern British Poetry. 1920.
Irene Rutherford Mcleod. 1891–
" I'M a lean dog, a keen dog, a wild dog, and lone; I'm a rough dog, a tough dog, hunting on my own; I'm a bad dog, a mad dog, teasing silly sheep; I love to sit and bay the moon, to keep fat souls from sleep. I'll never be a lap dog, licking dirty feet, A sleek dog, a meek dog, cringing for my meat, Not for me the fireside, the well-filled plate, But shut door, and sharp stone, and cuff and kick, and hate. Not for me the other dogs, running by my side, Some have run a short while, but none of them would bide. O mine is still the lone trail, the hard trail, the best, Wide wind, and wild stars, and hunger of the quest!"
Class IV: I am at the extreme right in the 1st row(Standing). I did not have much to write home about except an above average performance in academics.
Irene Rutherford Mcleod. 1891–
" I'M a lean dog, a keen dog, a wild dog, and lone; I'm a rough dog, a tough dog, hunting on my own; I'm a bad dog, a mad dog, teasing silly sheep; I love to sit and bay the moon, to keep fat souls from sleep. I'll never be a lap dog, licking dirty feet, A sleek dog, a meek dog, cringing for my meat, Not for me the fireside, the well-filled plate, But shut door, and sharp stone, and cuff and kick, and hate. Not for me the other dogs, running by my side, Some have run a short while, but none of them would bide. O mine is still the lone trail, the hard trail, the best, Wide wind, and wild stars, and hunger of the quest!"
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Class X |
I had the good fortune of meeting Shetty Sir on the Andheri flyover (when in college) I was learning to ride the bike and Shetty Sir was with his daughter riding behind him on his Kinetic Honda. In the excitement, I forgot to brake and banged straight into him... after which, I very shyly said "Good morning, Sir"... He was still shaking his head when I sped off...
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