I have so much great input these days that I have a sort of waiting list to put stuff on the blog.
I jumped this up the queuse as it covers three separate class years - 1962 to 1964, a group of old Cathedralites of the early and mid sixties.
The picture below was taken at the races in Mahalaxmi about 4 years ago !!
David Nissim (1964/65) and Adil Gandhy (1962/63).
Feroze lives & works in Bombay/Pune and his spouse is Shernaz (née Neterwalla). He has 2 children, a boy and a girl, both of whom are studying in the USA at present.
Reuben Solomon lives & works in Manchester (U.K) and visits India quite often. He has a few race horses in Bombay/Pune and hence this photograph taken at Mahalaxmi Race Course, Bombay. Reuben's spouse is Linda. He has two sons. The elder who works in London and the younger in L.A.
David Nissim. Who lives in Israel and works for El -Al since the past over 30 years. He flies into Bombay quite often and always loves to go upto his favourite hill station Matheran. David has an elder brother, the ever popular prankster Ivan Nissim, who is a school teacher and lives in Tel Aviv, Israel. I forget David's wife's name, but he also has a boy and a girl, who both live & work in Israel.
And 62-63er Adil. He sent me this profound piece of wisdom, so I leave you to figure out who he is!
A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in front of him. When the class began, wordlessly, he picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls. He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was.
The professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar.
He shook the jar lightly.
The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the golf balls. He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed it was.
The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else. He asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded with an infamous "yes."
The professor then produced two cups of coffee from under the table and poured the entire contents into the jar, effectively filling the empty space between the sand. The students laughed.
"Now," said the professor, as the laughter subsided, "I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life.
The golf balls are the important things: your family, your children, your faith, your health, your friends, and your favourite passions; things that if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full.
The pebbles are the other things that matter: your job, your house, and your car.
The sand is everything else: the small stuff. "If you put the sand into the jar first," he continued, "there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls. The same goes for life. If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff, you will never have room for the things that are important to you.
Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness. Play with your children. Take time to get medical checkups. Take your partner out to dinner. Play another 18. There will always be time to clean the house and fix the disposal. Take care of the golf balls first, the things that really matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just sand."
One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the coffee represented.
The professor smiled. "I'm glad you asked. It just goes to show you that no matter how full your life may seem, there's always room for a couple of cups of coffee with a friend."
Mine is a long black espresso.
And that's for you.
With such pearls of wisdom from Adil, I am sure several of you will identify him!
Thanks for sharing this with us, Adil.
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