There’s that old cliche that change is the only thing that is constant in our lives. At 16, I didn’t know about it, and I hated visiting school again because of all the different changes that I saw happening there. In my mind, I always wanted Baldwins to stay the same because this was where I’d had the best of my years and of course, some of the not very best too.
I was a regular visitor because my sister was studying there and each time I went there, something was new, and plenty had changed. I hardened my heart and decided to accept change as being inevitable.
Now, 18 years later, I went to Baldwins because one of my most favourite teachers, Mrs. Rozario had asked me to come and speak to the students of 8th, 9th and 10th about Kite Strings.
Montgomery Hall had also fallen prey to the whole ‘change’ scenario and although the new hall is also called by the same name, I sorely missed the old structure. There was so much character in it that the new one seemed to lack for some reason.
Anyway, I sat there, a little apart from the students and watched a 9th standard class take assembly. Their simple skit brought smiles to my face, because I went back to the time when we had to do all this. It was a time of great fun, confusion and even disappointment for some of us if we were not chosen to take part. Nevertheless, the students did a good job and I was a little taken aback when it was followed up by a powerpoint presentation that recapped what had been depicted in the skit.
Why was I surprised?
Then I was called upon the stage by Mrs. Rozario who had taught me for two years in high school. Those two years had indeed been the foundation for my love of literature.
Only when I went up to the podium, I realised that I was facing such a huge audience for the first time. There were approximately 300 students, looking at me. No time to get nervous!
I spoke a little about Kite Strings but also tried to give a little gyan about something I believe in strongly. I told them about how important it was to nurture and cherish your dream because in the end, if you don’t follow your heart, then there’s little left to be happy about.
So far, I’d spoken to much smaller audiences where I could reasonably gauge the reactions of a couple of people at least. But here, it was quite different. I couldn’t catch the eye of any girl because they seemed to be sitting so far away. I ought to have taken the mike and spoken to them on ground level. Anways, these are all learning lessons for me too. It’s not like I’ve been doing this all my life or anything!
After I finished, I went up and spoke to Mrs. Rao, my physics teacher whom I hadn’t met in many years. A couple of girls came up to me then and wanted to know why I had named my book Kite Strings. This time I was able to give a better explanation.
I hope that my talk today has piqued their interest and also given them something to introspect about.
I’m really thankful to Baldwins for giving me so much love, affection and respect. It means everything to me. And despite the fact that I hated change so much back then, I can see it and accept it and take it as part of life.
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