Tuesday, 9 April 2013


The town was paper, but the memories were not. - John green.

My school farewell speech

It has been more than 10 years that I have spent in here, in this school. A good part of what I am right now has been shaped by this school. I have learnt here, that rectangles are shapes and everything is made up of atoms. I have learnt here to smile, to laugh and to cry. I have learnt to make new friends and to let them go. I know that only a few years have passed and I am making it seem like an eternity but that is precisely what these years were. They were an eternity of first experiences, of toddler steps, counting moments, and an eternity of memories. 

I don’t think ever in my life I will enter a place that will make me so happy, sad, frustrated and excited too, so surreal. And for that I am grateful, ever grateful and ever humble. I think I speak for most of us when I say that this school has a life of its own. It is our own little world, a safe haven. The worst thing that can happen here is a bad grade. But things are changing and we don’t even know into what. I’ve looked forward to today but I dread tomorrow for I don’t know where I’ll be. We are going to cross this huge milestone and step into a war field and we have got no idea what we are up against. In situations as such, the only thing that can be done is to pick up our armors and battle on. 

We know that after this nothing will ever remain the same. Once today ends and tomorrow arrives, everything we have built over the past ten years will fall apart and we will have to start again from the scratch. But this time, we have the experience, the upper hand. As I speak, everything that is familiar, close, comfort, everything that is ours is slowly fading away. Everything will scatter and we will each carry a part of it in our hearts, throughout our lives.