School worshipping

That’s how a friend of mine puts it. School worshipping. Schools will always have worshipping alums but what used to beat me is what separated a generic Jimmy Jones school, from schools with a devoted alumni network, say St. Xaviers or Don Bosco. what arouses that kind of worship?  Now after 3 months of work, 6 months of planning and 5 years of dreaming and anticipation, I know the answer to the riddle.

Come January 1, 2009, things will change. It will be a whole new era for the Durgapur St. Peterians. Most people call me a modest person but I am goddamned proud to proclaim I am  the one who planned, coordinated and worked together with like minded people to bring on the most sweeping positive change that has ever occured to St. Peter’s (formerly Benachity High) School, Durgapur, the oldest and the best school in the region.

It’s something that will go down in the history books, something that people will remember us by. The t-shirt below is a memento to everything we have worked for in the past few months.

If I die tomorrow I will die a happy man.

Guytalk

This is what happens when buddy ol’ pals reunite after some time. They confess. Though this ain’t even one of the scandalous confessions/revelations caught on camera. This be only guytalk.

People in camera (in order of appearance):

Dark dude with oiled hair making an astute observation of a former teacher: Kali aka Mr. Treasurer (of SPAN).

Spectacled guy besides Mr. Treasurer: Tinu babu.

Smart cocky guy besides Tinu babu: OVe.

Guy in brown sweater:  Sandy aka Dante.

Guy besides Dante in black tee: Gaurav (also referred to in the video as “Chholabhaja”).

“Dead Sea” guy: Ani aka Mr. Scientist.

Thin guy: Mr. 16 inch.

The “chutki” teller: He Who Got Sacked By Wipro.

Dude who got chased: Sourish.

Video courtesy: Mr. Banerjee. Yes. A lousy cameraman.

Credit

I am always out or denied of it. I cannot but heap more praise on Vodafone’s chhota credit system where with a single sms one can get a ten bucks talk time credit whenever talk time dips below Rs.10.

I have lost count how many times this has bailed me out of corners.  Vodafone. Thank you.

It’s the strangest thing

that i never get affected by death as much as most other people i know do. What bothers me are the hours monumenting to death. All the white faces, what ifs, how comes and premature post-mortems. It’s knowledge of the inevitability and all these white faces that gets me worked up.

Mr. Timberlake had it right. What goes around comes around. It’s deja vu all over again.

Today is going to be a woeful hair day for a lot of people. But we’ve been in rougher times haven’t we, my precious?