My School

MY SCHOOL
(St Josephs's Convent)

Heaven is no alien land,
Where wealth and happiness finds no end.
The Heaven above is only Blue,
The Heaven I knew contained all hues.
Built by natures's bountiful hands,
Splendid serene was this land.

As a boy of hardly five,
With father by my side,
I ventured into this hill side,
And was enchanted by its sight.
Surrounded by high trees
And rooms filled with breeze,
Was a garden full of bees;
Where butterflies ,birds,caterpillars and moths
All played and sang at ease.

We ascended up the stairs,
Where a bell hung overhead,
Tip-toed into a room,
Adjacent to the stairs,
Here 'Mary Ann' decked all in white,
Sat in her august chair

She merrily asked my name,
Patting at my mane.
A stranger she was no more.
As a mother I adored,
For the love and care she showed.
"Dreams come true" my son she said
"To school who always come"
"So do regularly come'
To make your parents proud,
"To have you as their son."

Decked in gray and white
And sporting a neck tie,
I paraded to school
Wearing my shoes tight
And a batch to my side.

Ding-dong said the bell
And I learned what it tells
At the first ring of the bell
We were told to assemble,
On the play ground below the trees
Before the garden full of bees.

Class wise we stood in rows
With the girls in adjacent rows.
In reverence we prayed,
"Our father who art in Heaven"
And attentively sang,
The glory of the Nation.

Here I came to know
'The Heavens as my land"
Not the Nation alone
"The World my Mother land."

Author
Bikram Kumar Meher
Alumni of St Joseph'S Convent
Sambalpur,
An extract from the Poem 'My School'

HELLO

Hello,
Dark and lonely was the lane
When I heard some one call my name
Decades I had left behind
Yet, a surprising familiarity did I find
Men and madams so divine
Made me hear the school bell sing
I could not let the opportunity go
In remniscence to say 'Hello'.

This was a reply written by me when after thirty five years my school friend Siddharth sent me a message in 'face book' It was then that I soon came in touch with other lost friends and classmates of school.

Written by Bikram Ku Meher

Grand Alumni meet 2011

INVITATION
“Grand Alumni Meet 2011”
of St. Joseph’s Convent, Sambalpur
on 12 November’11 at Bhubaneswar.
• Registration from 11.30 a.m
• Lunch at Hotel : 01.00 p.m to 2.00 p.m. ( sponsored by Chairman Satish Garg)
• Main Programme for Fun & Enjoyment 3.30 p.m. to 11 p.m.

We assure to make the event a comfortable and memorable one and relive your memories of school days. Please lend a hand to the meet and give your consent on or before 15th August 2011.
Suggestions from you are welcome to make the event a great success.
We would be very happy should you volunteer to be a co-ordinator of your batch and contact your batchmates to connect to the event.
Meanwhile we are also having another meet at Sambalpur at 5 p.m. on 10th of September 2011 at Rotary Club, Sambalpur Central to decide the details
Please book your tickets for the Nov 12th event for Bhubaneswar

Be positive

BE POSITIVE
As another Newyear slips in,why cannot we erase the mistakes,the negatives that went by,choosing just the happy,fulfilling and nourishing memories?why can't our lives be like kids learning to write with a pencil.Eraser is an important part in his or her life.Write,consider and if you make a mistake,erase it and write again!How simple life would be.
Sadly,life's not always that easy as we grow up.How nice it would be if youngsters with failed dreams or marks less than they desired,realised that it requires just another try again.Nothing is worth ending your life over just wait,consider where you went wrong,think through and try again.
The problem is that most of us get so mired in the present moment and so attached to what surrounds us that a larger perspective becomes a problem.If a student is depressed with his result,years later,with a successful career,with a happy family and well cared-for parents,would the marks he or she got at this moment matter at all???
you just need to be strong enough to take it on!Let's plan creative endings in order to welcome new beginnings.
LIFE IS GOOD
LIFE IS WONDERFUL
LIFE IS PAIN
BUT YOU ARE PART OF THE GAME.

writtten by Ms. Anusua fouzdar