Jeevan ke kshitij per ab dikh rahen hain saton rang.

Nayan bhar layen hai naye sapno ki saugat

Aao pulkit mun se karen naye jeevan ki shuruwat

Naya sankalp aur naya vishwas, rahen sada atoot,

Sukh, Shanti, samraddhi pragati se jeevan rahe bharpur

Aao swagat karen naye varsh ka, nayi jeevan shaily apnakar

Aao swagat karen naye varsh ka, nayi jeevan shaily apnakar

Prajjval ho sabka Jeevan,

Charon taraf  ho harsh aur ulhas

Naash ho dukh aur rog ka aur pulkit ho sabka mun.

Khushiyon se sarabor rahe jeevan har chhan ,

Aao karen sankalp aisa jo mun ko sahaj aur saral bana de

Jeevan Shaily ho jaye aisi jo humko prakriti ka mitra bana de,

Naya Varsh aur naye sambandh karen nayi oorja ka sanchar

Achchaiyon se bhar jaye mun sabka aur buraiyon per karen sab prahar

Naye Varsh ke swagat ka avsar mile sabko barambar!! Mile sabko barambar!!

May the new year bring Happiness, prosperity and good health

Kuchh varsh pahle ki tow baat hai jab mai ban kar aayi thi uski Rani,

Mun mey ulhas aur chitta mey harsh bharkar shuru ki thi apne naye jeevan ki khaani,

Jab uski bahon mey khud ko paakar mai svayam hi ho jati thi laja kar pani pani

Unmukta hasi aur komal sparshon se humne praghada kiya hai apna pyar,

Saumyta aur garima se maine jeet liya uske mun ka vishwas,

Aur Uske Sukh dukh ki saathi ban kar, maine basa liya khud ka ghar sansaar,

Komal hriday, nischhal pyar ne uske, mita di mere saat janamon ki pyas

Aaj phir huwa hai Mun vibhor mera, chanchalta se hus kar bhi nahi bharta mun mera,

Kuchh madhur sangeet sunai deta hai jab wah  kahta hai “priye mai hoon sirf tumhara”,

Ek hi var maangti hoon, rahe barambar har janam mey saath humara,

Bani rahun mai uski prerna aur wah bana rahe mera sahara

Phalguna ke rango ki bauchhar se hara bhara rahe ghar sansaar humara

Sada rahun mai uski aur wah humara

Raj karun mai uske mun per bankar uski Rani,

Rohit ke antar mun mey basi rahe Jyotsna ki surat pyari, Jyotsna ki surat pyari.

Kathin samay jo beet gaya usko hum bhulen na,

Naye varsh mey naveen Josh se hum phir se Dhvaj lahrayenge,

Maa ki prerna aur ashish se hum oochaiyonko chhoo paynge

Yadi hum sab har pag ek hi disha mey saath chal paynge

 Abhi tow sirf rah dikhi hai, abhi rah per chalna sesh hai

Path per divya Prakash faila hai aur charo aur vijay ghosh ki hai dhvani

Shaant paani mey bhi lahren humko utpanna karni hain,

Jo swapna hai humne dekha usko dharatal per lana hai

Vishas hai humare mun mey aur lalsa hai kuch naya kar dikhane ki

Jo sadiyon mey kiya auron ney, hume kuch varsho mey usse jyada kar dikhana hai

Naya Varsh ka swagat hume Garm Joshi se karna hai

Kore Kagaz per hum sabko ab rango ko bharna hai

Swasth rahen hum sab aur hamare sab saathi

Prasannata chehre se kabhi alag na ho

Vishwas se mun rahe sada bhara,

Ghar parivar rahe sada hara bhara

 Naye Varsh ki sabhi ko badhai

Mere Dil ka andhera mita dogi tow, mai sada tumhara das rahoonga, sada tumhara mai das rahoonga.

Gyan se jo bhar dogi mere mun ko, mai sada gun gaunga tumhara, sada mai gun gaunga tumhara

Hriday mey bas jaogi mere, tow bhaav se poojta rahunga sada, bhav se mai poojta rahoonga sada.

Apne Charno mey sthaan jo dogi mujhe, mai tere liye dunia ko chhod doonga, tere liye mai dunia ko chhod doonga.

Meri bhoolon ko jo tum maaf karogi, tow bure karma mai kabhi na karoonga, bure karma kabhi na karonga.

Mere jeewan path ko jo tum prakshit karogi, tow tere jaikaron se mai jaighosh karoonga, jai ghosh karoonga.

Mere Shatruon ko jo tum parajit karogi, tow mai sada teri stuti karoonga, sada teri mai stuti karoonga

Mera Dhvaj ko sada jo rakhogi ucha, Tere charno mey mera seesh hoga sada, mera seesh tere charno mey hoga sada.

Mujhko beta jo samjhogi apna, Maiya hi maiya pukaroonga sada, maiya hi maiya mai pukaroonga sada.

Teri krupa  jo mujhko mil jaye maiya, Mai sada tumhara sevak rahoonga, sada tumhara sevak rahoonga.

A REUNION OF BATCH 1986 

Venue : Hotel Taj, Lucknow           June 6, 2009    5:30PM 

It was sheer magic right from the word go and not only because we were meeting after 23 years but also because we could connect instantly without a trace of inhibition. It was as if we all had been waiting to explode at the first available opportunity, and when we got, we all had a blast. But to make all this happen needed an advanced ignition technique and the technology was provided by Ritu Mittal. Very rightly she was given the ‘Ignition Award’ for the event. Ritu’s brainchild Maitri, the reunion event of Christ Church College Batch 1984-86, was a product of very sincere efforts by her and Mukta Ghosal. These two had been quietly planning and contacting batch-mates since last three months. The task wasn’t easy at all as all of us are scattered all over the country and even in foreign shores. A comprehensive database was created complete with phone numbers, e-mails and web URLs. However their job was made easier when the batch-mates responded with enthusiasm. And suddenly there was a sense of urgency. We all had to meet; we all just wanted to meet. June 6 was then decided as a date of meeting. Ashish Sinha, who owns an engineering company in Dubai, brought the entire event into shape by organizing and sponsoring the essential elements like venue and the menu. Apurb Anand, Sapna Sahu, Sanjiv Rathi and Mukta joined in from Delhi, Ritu from Mumbai and Ashish all the way from Dubai. All together we were thirty of us entering into forties, but having a lovely time at the reunion.  

The evening began with a formal introduction session where all of us came up to the dais and shared our lives’ experiences post 1986 separation. It was a heart warming experience to learn how well placed and happy our friends are. The careers range from U.P.S.C. and P.C.S. services including an I.A.S. topper, engineers, doctors, defense services, architect, bankers, media, education and business. It is not individual success, but success of a school, a unit of dedicated teachers and a batch of determined kids who grew up to become responsible citizens as desired by our school song. We formally sang our school song – ‘Oh Childhood’s Happy School’ and recited our school prayer – ‘Our Father who art in heaven’ with Father Vijay Rai. Ashwani Sharma sang – ‘Maitri’, a song which he wrote and composed specially for the occasion.  Ashish Sinha was up on the microphone with his lovely poems for the event. Sumita sang, ‘Ajeeb Dastan Hai Ye’ and Mukta, ‘Do Lawzon ki Hai’. Then masti took over the center-stage and there was laughter all around. To spice up the occasion there was a naughty ‘First Crush at School’ session, where we all had to vote anonymously for a person we had crush on. Person with most votes was to be awarded the Most Popular Girl and the Boy award, which was won by Mukta and shared jointly by Apurb and Yogendra.  

Most of us have changed physically. Ashwani and Sanjay Kumar have lost hair; Mukta, Samiksha and Jyoti have put on weight and Vijay, a lot of weight; and Renu seems to have frozen in time with her beautiful self. Apurva, Sharad and Saurav look the same but with some streaks of grey hair. 

Special ‘Maitri’ T-Shirts were put on by everyone for a group photo session. Then, laptops and phones were connected to the friends who could not make it to the reunion. It was nice to hear from Amrita, Priya in Mumbai and Aradhana in USA. We all thanked Priya for the delicious Reunion cake and apologised to Aradhana for waking her up so early in the morning. But we all were actually confident that she would have woken up real fresh after a long time.  

The party went on till midnight. The last hour was at its freakiest best with cute confessions, whacky jokes and salsa-dipped conversations. Love was in the air – the love for friends and friendship.  

All signed a special card and a painting as a memento for the reunion. We all plan to meet again next year in the first week of June, and subsequently year after year. And throughout the year we will remain connected through phones, e-mails and our very own website www.cccmaitri.com .

Getting up early and morning prayer was a rule

Tie, blazor and shiny black shoes, made us look cool

We ate icecreams and  burgers and moved in pool

Catching grass hoppers and butterflies was a bit of fun

Tree next to the Principal’s house gave us shade from the Sun

Our discussions varied from cricket to Titan

Time table cards, book labels, colorful stickers were our objects of desire

Getting too much homework resulted in our ire

Maths was easy and so was biology, Chemistry was fun and

borning history was full of chronology

We studied hard to score good marks,

But success before exams was always full of question marks.

Receiving course books at the beginning of new session,

was exciting and full of enthusiasm

Getting new school bags, new shoes was our right,

Parents followed it religiously to see us come up bright

Teachers were classified ugly , bad and good

some were soft and some were rude

Some of them controlled us through scale made of wood

But class teachers were normally good

Rainy day and childrens days made us smile

Teachers day was celebrated in style

Our affection for teachers and friends was displayed in sharing of lunch

Drinking water directly from the tap was always a fun

Dozen years in school, gave us knowledge, kindness and cool,

Albeit we must have then looked stupid and fool

New dreams, renewed vision, aspiring to be on top of the world,

We left school to face the real world!