Had I shown a li'l more laziness to end a long discussion with Abhay over the business TechMahindra does with BT,I would have missed the opportunity to cruise all the way long to LFS,my alma mater.My best friend,whom I met after three years,had insisted we go and relive the school days.
Little Flower School has grown up in stature.As I pushed the big blue gate with my hand to give us more space to step in,a huge campus infront of my eyes filled my heart with emotions.The depth of my attachment to the place was visible in my silence I uttered at that moment.This was the place where I learnt my initial lessons of life.
We sat somewhere.And when I regained my senses,I heard, "This place is where I was transformed".For me,it was something else.I could see now my first classroom "LKG-A".It was a long journey of fourteen years.I have seen myself growing with the school.The culture preserved between the four walls is what I am.
On that evening,few students were playing Basketball.Two more came into the Badminton court little later.I had played there ! The stage,where I had sung first in public infront of thousand little flowerites,stood there,right at the centre of what I could see.
The LFS within me will always fuel me to try and achieve what I am destined to.LFS is not a transformation point for me like it is for Abhay.But it surely is the genesis point of all memories good or bad,that I'll savour forever.I hope,next time when I come back to school to see it again,I will have found out more of the LFS within me.
