VDJS - My Alma Mater

VDJS, its my Alma mater. VDJS stands for Vidya Devi Jindal School. It is in Hisar and more information about the school can be found at http://www.vdjs.edu.in/

This year, my school completed 25 yeras of its existence and it is a proud moment for every other jindalite. In its memory, I thought of giving my regards to the school by putting my memories of the school days into the following words.. before I proceed further, a line from the school's anthem.. VDJS, we love, you love, we love you.. VDJS WE LOVE YOU!!!

here it goes....

With the love you bestowed on me for eight years

I can't stop but recall those days here

With Granny holding our hands on first day

Putting us up in our dormitories with a happy face

Missing my home, I cried day and night

But VDJS loved me like its own child

Without shedding more tears at that time

I started learning the life's drive

Blessed with wonderful teachers and friends

I had the amazing time of my life

Learning on every step I took

With devotion, the teachers marked my route

On which I walked and experienced

The wonderful hostel life of VDJS

Where the jam sessions were not enough

Without any occasions, life was always fun

Bunking the assembly and hiding into cupboards

The morning PT kept me always on run

With excuses of headache, I ran to dispensary

Which welcomed me yet the nurse was always angry

On parents visiting day, I went into hiding

To avoid those complaints my parents were listening

Yet they praised me with extra curricular activities

Winning debates and competitions, they were always happy

Time flew without any of us realizing

I was standing on the black gate and counting

The memory box was full and overflowing

Yet my eyes were wet because I was leaving

I owe my presence to the alma mater

Who taught me to walk without bumble

Wishing it on its 25th Anniversary

With love, I bow to its Excellency!

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well thats my love for the school and I am sure almost all the jindalites would share the same feelings who knew who is granny I am talking about in the poem or the Morning PT terror or the fun of bunking morning assemblies or before dinner assemblies.. etc etc.. If i sit down to recall my eight years at this prestigious institution, I wouldnt do justice to my words, because no words can describe the care and love we got in this insitution :)

VDJS, I love you!