life at girideepam was unforgettable,, the days at school and nites at hostel.
[girideepam bethany, kottayam]

Those adolescent daysss… really miss them. and my dearest boarding (hostel), my X A, teachers there were like your own mothers. what all mischief we did at our hostel. waking up at midnite and opening the refrigerator (restricted to the reverent fathers) and taking out all the fruits.. sleeping alone on the terrace, looking upon the stars.. pretending fever so that you needn’t attend the exams.. the school steps and the gust that passed along it.. how cud I forget it when we waited till the gust blew up the skirts of some pretty girls.. how cud I forget the days when we boys in between classes, dropped the pencils so that we cud get a better view of everything that were furtive. when our boarding rector made us to stand on our knees for hours.. when he caught us sleeping in between study hours and made us stand and how we lost all the sleep and cursed him with all the feverishness..

how once when I was sleeping, he drew a mustache on me..and I slept on dreaming abt the girls,,, the silly fights, games, girls we shared,,,the basket balls we passed along… each day when we shouted “barekmor kurielaisthon” (latin form of some praise) for the service at our chapel.

never cud I forget the days when life was so…so fabulous! girideepam still flows thru my veins.

Oct 19, 2002

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