Back To School – A Self Realization
Each and every one who comes out of school and either
continue higher education or in business or profession , young or old , cannot forget their school life. The life at
school was the only best moment in our life to recall and cherish at
any time, because we were so innocent , true to our friends , parents and teachers,
respect elders , punctual to
school and studies , competitive in studies , religious , God fearing , and what
not ?
Though I wrote already about our reunion in my last blog , I feel that it is necessary to share personal
experience here.
All the good qualities were taught by our parents and
teachers and we follow as we do not know
any wrong means and ways by that age.
When we grow we learn by experience to differentiate between good and
bad and by karma or by influence of the
good or bad company we choose , we
change ourselves . The taste of bad habits some times feels good materially for us and stays in our mind
for a lasting period. The selection of good habits as directed by
parents and elders seems not much important and we try to enjoy life , as the
life after school looks something new and pleasurable. If we are lucky and blessed by God, the
path chosen by us may be a one way ticket to reach the abode of
God after fulfilling all earthly obligations to the kith and kin ,
duties to the society either directly or indirectly , and when we become old
enough to think God always. It is true to many and few takes the path of
spiritual in their young age. I am no exception , and I am not a very good person in the past before I started to take the path of spiritualism at
very late in my life. I thought that daily prayers, going to temples ,
attending religious festivals at home
and outside with full enthusiasm are the
only ways and never spent full devotion in spiritual activities. But better
late than never , is well known to me
and by the influence of my closer ones in
life , speaking to them on the right path , looking at their conviction in Godliness , I
have changed to some extent after
attaining 55 and still I feel that my
steps are at infant stage. No regrets and that cannot solve issues and give
solutions. So now I feel happier than
the past and wish to spend the life as simple as possible , though I am influenced
by others to spend life in a different way , the way they think what is life. Of course the obligations were
fulfilled by me and my wife to my
children and now I am a retired person , taking care of our health and be
active to keep fit to pray God and do service to the society.
Now , coming back to “ Back To School “. Some readers of this blog may think, why this confession of mine written as an interlude. There is reason behind that. In my school re-union after 45 years , on 26th January 2013, I believe, there were more new faces , though old classmates , their faces looks different due to aging, every one introduced themselves again after a many years ,and talked about present life , past and family. One of my classmate started with “ I am not a good person; I had all the bad habits after leaving school , even before and after my marriage. My wife is everything for me and because of her I have changed my attitude , habits , behavior and now serving for the needy in an old age home. “ His talk gave me a deep impact and consciously started thinking am I a good person ? So the confession above relates to me going back to school and listening to my friend’s talk. I respect that friend with high regards for a very frank talk as many of us spoke on our achievements in profession , personal and educational degrees and diplomas aquired. Though I talked about my interest in Gandhism and my little steps in Krishna Consciousness , I am in no way nearer to him.
Republic Day 2013 @ my school |
My school - P.S.High School ( North ) , Mylapore, Madras |
Now , coming back to “ Back To School “. Some readers of this blog may think, why this confession of mine written as an interlude. There is reason behind that. In my school re-union after 45 years , on 26th January 2013, I believe, there were more new faces , though old classmates , their faces looks different due to aging, every one introduced themselves again after a many years ,and talked about present life , past and family. One of my classmate started with “ I am not a good person; I had all the bad habits after leaving school , even before and after my marriage. My wife is everything for me and because of her I have changed my attitude , habits , behavior and now serving for the needy in an old age home. “ His talk gave me a deep impact and consciously started thinking am I a good person ? So the confession above relates to me going back to school and listening to my friend’s talk. I respect that friend with high regards for a very frank talk as many of us spoke on our achievements in profession , personal and educational degrees and diplomas aquired. Though I talked about my interest in Gandhism and my little steps in Krishna Consciousness , I am in no way nearer to him.
Present and past Teachers |
In our class room ( 10 th std. B section ) |
It is true that school life shapes everyone to be a better citizen when they grew up. But
the way we look into, lifestyle we opt later only
changes our life.
All ended up with an agenda , though we did not have any
before we met . Every one supported the
cause of serving the aged at old age home. Secondly , on how to increase the
diminishing strength of our old school . When we studied there were 2000
students and now it is 300. The ways and means we need to explore and try to
give training to teachers and students as we are all experienced much and we
all have a common conviction that “ WE CAN DO ‘ .
Our meeting will continue and we will go ahead towards our plan. Many other
juniors doing great job to the school and we also would like to serve to the best of
us for our school.
Back to school is a long lasting memory for me and for all others who joined on that day .
Long live our friendship and our school .
Chander Anna. Very nice article. A sort of introspection . Cheers
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