Loyola a dream of many , Father Kuriyakose , a small made disciplinarian etched in my journey as an unforgettable human being who taught me the values of life, values of time and money and his harsh decision in showing the way out in spite of me being a good sportsman helped in building my character, the very foundation of my future years to follow. An uneventful pre university course with a carefree and careless life, lmmaturebehaviour in getting involved in a strike lead me to join New College ,Royapettah.
This journey may sound very normal in a young man's life, but it shouldn't have been so coming from a home where the monthly earning of my dad was Rs 5000 and my mother a housewife to run within a budget , more was expected out of me ,poverty lesser opportunity should have made me more responsible than to get involved in fights strikes spending most of the time at safire theatre sathyam complex, drive in woodlands ogling at girls from Stella and travelling in a bus crowded with girls from ethiraj college and finally to add spice my first love , charming, intelligent well readwell dressed the cynosure of many eyes, drawing me further away from the academic elevation -the dream of my dad, was it shattered , was it justified? I know more than anything else at this point your minds are focusing to the first love, what happened ???? wait to hear it bye for now