"Dear Jacob,
Lovely to know that sitting there on top of the world, 'midst the
polars and snow, you know of the heat and fire generated at
the Reunion of the '67ers.
37 years after leaving School, the bonding still remains. The head
is short of a few hair, the waist is thicker by a few inches, the eyes
are a wee bit dimmer, but the sparkle in them still remains bright.
The girls ofcourse looked young and well turned out. Age had only
matured them like good wine. The boys with salt and pepper manes,
looked dapper. Old school flames looked at each other and giggled
and blushed, The spouse was then introduced to the their youthful
paramour. Lots of back slapping, lots of jokes, lots of oooohs and
aaaahs, and the general feeling of bon hommie all around.
Spirits flowed as spirits soared. The boys school song, 'Prima in
Indus, Gateway of India....' was belted out with great enthusiasm.
I had taken xerox copies to be shared, among the 50 of us
gathered in the room. The girls school song, was sung with more
piety than we ever gave it in school!
An evening of nostalgia and magic. Where CEO's and Captains of
Industry rubbed shoulders with housewives and those leading a life
of leisure, living off old family fortunes, spouted forth on the
importance of industry.
The spouses smiled at our idiocyncracies, our excitement, our
shouts of glee. The old headgirl Zarine Kotval, spoke a
few words of praise, and her husband an old headboy,
Homi Bhedwar, applauded with enthusiasm.
An assorted gathering of men and women in various fields of Life,
bonded by the tag Cathedral - Class of '67.
I promise to post some photos on the website, as soon as they
are loaded. But for now let it suffice, that meeting after so many years,
never lessens any of the camaradie. We just picked up from where we
had let off. And had a blast
I had made out a Class Directory for our '67 batch, and we could
source out 50 kids from our batch of 88 girls and boys who
graduated that year. I had done a detailed report on each person,
with date of birth, Wedd Ann, spouse, children, tel nos, mobiles,
emails, line of work listed against each person. It was tough work,
but the result, encapsuled in a small purple covered book
(school colours) with a page on each person, to make future
networking possible.
Everyone was thrilled with the effort, and that was the end to a great
evening.
Will keep you posted
Shobha Jhunjhunwala (née Agarwal)"
Shobha must have also won the Ookerjee Memorial Essay Prize, so obviously also holds the nickname "Ooky 66".
Thank you, Shobha, for the rapid update and I look forward to receiving some group photo's from the Reunion along with identification name labels to post on the blog. Maybe one of your kindergarten teachers will recognise one of you!! :-)
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