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Saturday, December 10, 2005

Senior Year...at KIS

Here are a couple of pictures that were taken at different points of time during my senior year at KIS. There are three pictures actually, and, well, as always, there are several memories attached to each one. Now, before I go on, and before you see the pictures and wonder, "Memories?!?!? What kind of sick Malayalee is this guy" I'd just like to say that these are moments that I will always cherish, regardless of what's said about them.

Distinguished Gentlemen

Here are a couple of 'gents' who seem to be all ready for either a 'Formal' or the 'Prom'...can't remember which one. I'm thinking it was the Prom, but anyway... Singye, I think, is married and in Bhutan doing business. Good one man! I haven't kept in touch with the guy for over a year, but hey, there's always the future, eh? Although Singye joined us in the 11th Grade, I guess what drew me to him was his life full of such vivid experiences, some of which were truly magical, and others of which I could relate to. I happened to visit him in Bhutan in the winter of '97 and he was a most generous and gracious host. Planning to go back there sometime, because it's so beautiful. Oh, and let's not forget his 'mad skillz' at basketball! Which brings me to the next picture.

Look Ma! I'm all hands!


This is the picture I was warning you about, if not for any other reason, because it shows me with (right-left) Moses and Coach...and what 'seems' to be my 'true character...he he he. Coach, Mr. Stanley Thangaraj, was in Kodai as a volunteer for the first semester of our senior year. He was teaching Social Studies at the 9th or 10th Grade level, but he was an awesome athlete and he ended up coaching the 'senior' basketball team for our '97 season. We went to Ooty, St. Lawrence School, and came 2nd in our division. Actually, that isn't saying much because we got a straight 'bye' to the semis, kicked Good Shepherd Public School like 71-9 or something, and lost to St. Lawrence in the finals by 7 points...or was that 4? But the one thing that I took away from the whole experience was that it was a time when I was really pushed to the limit in terms of fitness, and I loved it! We grew closer as a team, and I really bonded with Coach. Then there's my man Moses. Man, what can I say about this guy. Known him since 10th Grade, and although it's been over 5 years since I heard from him, well, I know that I'll catch up with him someday. A very sweet guy, and another person that I happened to meet who had a life full of experiences at such a tender age, and the 'relatable' experiences that we would share and laugh about.

Peas in a sweaty pod


I left the caption on for this picture, mainly because I'm not too proud of the others, and this somehow was extremely apt. Why "cruel"? Because this is Kerala at the height of summer...OUCH! As you can see, betwixt Moses and me is Mr. John Thomas. This picture is taken at John's house in Alwaye, a day after our graduation ceremony. John too, not to mention his entire family (father, mother and sister) were very gracious hosts, and they made sure we were well fed and otherwise generally comfortable...which was a tough act because summer in Kerala is as close to a briny/sweaty death that I've ever been. Oof, and when you're in public transport at this tmie of year, in Kerala, I'm pretty sure you'd gag and damn near pass out with the plethora of BO that would assault your nostrils. Oh, John is in Delhi doing his Masters in Political Science...and although he may seem to have 'strong views' on the topic of Socialism, I know that his heart is in the right place, and I've never seen anyone else truly devote their life for what they believe in like he has.

Well, that's the end of this round of pictures.

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