A Graduation

It is that time, when schools and educational institutions, have their graduation, for students passing out, at the end of an academic year . Often celebrated with great pomp and impressive, with one or more, renowned celebrities, from the field of medicines, sciences or arts, to grace the grand occasion.

This year our school, invited one from our fold, to honour the ceremony, to speak words of wisdom, to share her story of success, to the graduating girls. They with their eager faces, listened with keen interest, to her narrative of hard work, opportune moments and they saw in her, dreams realised . What could be more motivating, than to see one from their alma mater, reaching such great heights ?

Sharing a picture on the class group , which brought to mind, to each one of us, that auspicious day many years ago, when we stood on the same podium. Draped in white sarees , holding a candle, we felt the world was at our feet. No hurdle too high, no problem we saw, as we set out to conquer and the candle we thought would never burn out.

Oh there were moments of anxiety, stepping out into the unknown, leaving behind a secure childhood. But they were brief and passed swiftly, as we received that paper, which said we are qualified. With pride and a promise in our hearts to go light our world, we went out .

Today, we are still holding our candle, some with blazing flames, some weak and worn but still casting our light in the shadows, we hope to make the world a better place. We bask in the glory and success of one another, draw strength from every conquest, made by our batch mates, knowing that in their fulfilment we can see our goals achieved.