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The Graduate

Yes! that’s me. Finally, two years of hard work & toil (read: fun & games) have paid off. My 20 year career in the field of education – 2 years of kindergarten, 10+2 years of school, 1 year of engineering, 3 years of bachelor studies and 2 years of graduate school - phew! that is a lot – is now complete (hey, kindergarten counts too). 

So how did all this go down? At a solemn ceremony called the Convocation, I and the entire graduating class of 2009 were conferred our degrees on September 19, 2009. It was a page right out of my dreams as I walked up on stage & received my diploma while my parents, teachers and friends looked on. Of course, I felt like singing and yelling that I finally finished school, but I settled for taking pictures and laughing my head off.


And thanks to my sister, my day was chronicled right down to the minute. And what a day it was! Meeting friends again (some of them for the last time, maybe), favorite teachers (definitely not the last time we meet)…its amazing how nostalgic people can get after just 5 months. Then came the rehearsal, the waiting and finally the Last Mile ;). After the official class photographs were taken, we threw our hats up in the air, (yep I finally got to do that!) and then the real fun began. 

In the midst of all the confusion and cameras flashing I managed to get photos taken with all my friends and then some. I even got a picture with Meenakshi mam and Arun sir, who are on my All Time Favorite Teachers list (its a pretty short list but hey at least I have one right?) I was so excited I could barely eat. Reliving it now, I’m so excited I can barely type!

The day was nearly perfect. One of those days where I felt like I was on top of the world. I felt it 5 minutes after I arrived. If only RS had been there. Yeah, the guy who convinced me to make the trip was MIA. I just know karma’s going to come back and bite his boss in the rear or maybe god will rain down with fire and brimstone (did I get that right?) or …something.

P.S: I cannot believe I got through this post without once mentioning Dustin Hoffman or Anne Bancroft! Oh wait, I just did…

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