Dedicated to my dearest seniors and most respected Don sir... MY BIO FOR THE LAST SEVEN DAYS or A BROTHERS LOVE LETTER... I dont know to whom I should thank first... Whether to the staff and management of NSS LBS unit...? If it should be done for my beloved seniors or to my most beautiful colleagues...? Or is it Iriyanni and its people who deserve the most, for the love they shared...? I am sure no one can help me in my dilemma but my heart forces me to cry out that that the camp ⛺ and My Family is incredible... I applied to join the NSS without knowing its motto. I joined the family 👪 without knowing its members... I started camping ⛺ without knowing anyone but very few. But now I have somebody who care, share and love me... What is NSS ? Is it a good collection of youngsters..? Is it a group of active people..? No, never... I believe and define NSS as a lifestyle... A lifestyle that show who one should be. A lifestyle that Gandhi showed us. A lifestyle that asks to help and protect the nature and its belongings being a part of it... Experience is the teacher of all things. My experience of the seven day camp is unforgettable. I came without much expectations. First two days of camping didnt mark much changes in me. But things began to change in the following days... The only thing was the pain due to the drill exercises. But we all enjoyed it. On the third day we were assigned to make crib. I got a good team and finished it on the next day. Meanwhile I couldnt attend the classes but was happy that I was not asked to take the pickaxe. Next comes the remarkable fifth day. The very day our dear Driller left home. The day taught us what elephant yam is and that the fellowship in our family 👪 is beyond cast and creed. Being a member of the food committee I was asked to slice the yam. I remember that I got a relief only after dipping my burning and paining hands in hot water. But I didnt learn from that. Later during lunch the yam burned our tongue 👅 and throat. Unforgettable moments... The very night 🌃 was of unfathomable joy. Being a Christian I was in overwhelmed happiness to see each member enjoying the carol and Christmas night 🌃 without considering their religion and caste... I am intensively happy to write about the surprising sixth day. The Ranipuram trip helped us to mingle more and understand better.. I cant forget the moments with Irfan ikka wandering around in search of a cave.. Finally we found it - the place where none of over team mates reached. The very night, the camp fire 🔥 and above all the surprise that our seniors gifted us - everything will lie deep under our heart for ever.. I think that our seniors have a promising career in acting.. Thank you seniors you are not our mere chettans and chechis but sometimes more... The last day was a day of emotions. I felt like leaving my family 👪 and going abroad. My eyes filled with tears when packing up and leaving back... I dedicate my writings and the days I spent to my most beloved seniors and above all to the most respectful Don sir who spent their valuable Christmas 🎄 days with us, who shared their love with us. Though one day you may pass out of our college but wont from our hearts... Austin chettan, T. P chettan, Afeef ikka, Shahul ikka, Suvin chettan, Ebi chettan, Irfan ikka, Anoona chechi, Aswathi (Dundu) chechi.... Love you all... Stay with us... If there is a heaven in LBS it is NSS. I write all this with a shivering hand and pounding heart... with love Christy...
Posted on: Sat, 27 Dec 2014 15:56:20 +0000
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