Golden Jubilee of Barbil High School

ENDURANCE AND ENLIGHTENMENT IS EDUCATION

Finishing point of a pretty long journey of fifty years in the calendar by my alma- mater i.e. the Municipal High School of Barbil in Keonjhar district of Odisha is undoubtedly a fabulous page of nostalgia on my part. Achievement of the institution during this span of half century of years is another topic to be written with. Reminiscences, peeping into the bunged sanctuary of my heart take me to a remote heaven. Despite my hectic pre occupations, I couldn’t resist my feet to walk along the Golden Jubilee ceremony of my first school. This school is the mute witness of my childish mischievous doings and the strange transit to adolescence. I was acquainted with the swift decoration of dreams in those sweet days inside the premises of Barbil Municipality High School. My erudite teachers have not only taught me the curriculum but have educated me to go and grow. It is them, who caught hold of my fingers on the path of a divine world of social service. The heart throbbing chants of my teachers still thrills me. ‘Paropakara ya Swarga ya’. Still I recollect the echo of the class rooms of Barbil Municipality High School. Really; I mean it. Soothing and a very conducive school environment had persuaded to devote my days towards the social service. My school teachers have been my idols all along. My school premises are the breeding campus of my hallucination to work in public life till my last breath. That era was a little bit different, what I feel. My teachers were paving our path towards an enlightened tomorrow with punishing us drastically for even a silly mistake. Fear for the teachers was teaching us in itself to be brave in life. Perhaps methodologies of those days as to impart the elementary education were enabling the products of the schools to be habituated with discipline and dedication. September 5 is observed as the most auspicious day. It is ‘Guru Divas’. We were worshipping our Gurus (Teachers) offering flowers and sandal. Now a day, I seldom find any school student to be as cheerful as we were on this propitious day. My most respectable teachers had convinced me to share the sufferings of my fellow members in the society around me. I thank His Excellency, the Governor of Odisha from the core of my heart for his gracious presence in my school on its golden jubilee function. It will also be wrong, if I forget to owe my sincere gratitude to the eminent educationist, Mr. Achyut Samant, who had graced the sacred occasion as a guest. Last but not least, rhetoric from the speeches of Pandit Nehru, when his batch was taking farewell from the renowned Harrow School of Cambridge University is making me cry like a child. He said, ‘why tears come to my eyes, I do not know. Perhaps the saccharine remembrance of my alma mater will be taking me to another world of emotion, whenever it will strike my memory till I retire to my ultimate sleep’. Long live, Barbil Municipal High School. Jai Hind.