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This Magazine is the Product of Coordination

and Teamwork...elcome to a very special issue of Mayo's

weekly newsletter, The Mayo Mail. The

idea of making this Collector's Edition Woriginated when we realized that no publication of

Mayo has ever invited its eminent Old Boys to share

their experiences by writing for the young achievers.

We decided to do this on a very special occasion, our

Prize Giving.

It was a challenging task. During the process we

learnt that the Mayo Family is spread across the world

and leading every possible sector of the market. I

deeply thank the Old Boys who contributed for this

magazine despite their jam packed schedules and

commitments. Also, we invited some of Mayo's recent

graduates to be a part of this issue and they too

responded very well. The magazine that you hold in

your hand is the product of coordination and team

work.

It is rather strange that 99% of today's Mayoites

don't know that our bi-monthly magazine, Mayoor,

began way back in 1951 as a fortnightly. Many of

today's renowned journalists and writers have

chronicled Mayo's happenings by writing for Mayoor

in their times at Mayo College. We went through all

Old Mayoor editions and hand-picked a few articles

that have been re-printed in this magazine and would

surely inspire our readers. Also, we have put some

unknown yet interesting facts about Mayo College as

fillers.

All in all, I am quite sure that this Collector's Edition

will be a source of great inspiration for today's

Mayoites and the generations ahead. Your feedback is

invited.

It is rather strange that

99% of today's Mayoites don't know that our

bi-monthly magazine,

Mayoor, began way back in 1951 as a fortnightly

Mridul GodhaEditor-in-Chief,The Mayo Mail

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Issue No. 58December O1, 2O11

Editorial Team

Editor-in-Chief:

Mridul Godha

Editors:

Krishit AroraMaanav Saraf

Kushagra AgarwalSiddhant Datta

Special Assistance:

Mr. Rakesh AlfredIT Dept.

Library Dept.

Special Thanks:

Mr. Sanjay KhatiDr. CP Singh

Mrs. Rakhee Garg

Photography:

Mr. Alok SharmaRananjai Singh

Ashwin Maheshwari

On the Cover Page:

Rananjai Singh

Cover Page Photo Credit:

Sarthak Bindal

Design and Concept:

Mridul Godha

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A Mayo College Publication

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issue no. 58 prize giving 2011

EDITORIALSFrom the Editor-in-Chief

SUBMISSIONSThe Cynosure of all Eyes

From Mayo into the World of ArtThank you, Jack

The Immaculate BondDoes Philosophy Govern Law?

Three of the BestSelf Portrait

Role ModelsThe Standard Mayo Graduate

My Formative Years at Mayo Mayo from Mhow

Mayo Life and Beyond...Friendships without motive

The True Identity of a MayoiteMayoite: A Practical PersonOur Monsoon and Water

The Challenges Ahead The Right Identity

The Miracle Called MayoMayo, I still live in you...

Defining Success

by Rakesh Alfred by Shakti Maira

by Ashok Mahadevan by Praneet Khandal

by Raghav Choudhary by KC Verma

by Ayushman Mitra by Zaheb Ahmad by Charu Sharma

by Dinesh Bhatnagarby Manvendra Singh

by Utkarsh Kumar by Rohit Sangwan by Rananjai Singh

by Capt. Sushil Karwasra by HH Brijraj Singh of Kotah

by Vikram Singh Mehta by Devvrath Bhartia

by Rakhee Garg by Akshay Kumaria

by Krishit Arora

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he expedition of a young bubbly boy from 8 to started on such embarrassing situations only to

17 is straight out of the book of horrors and invite the wrath of the beholders with glares of

mystery that would make a good reading dismissive displeasure. Classes were another-of-its-Tturning growing up into a unique experience in itself kind experience with him turning up for the math

in which this small man machine undergoes such class without the homework done and an empty

make-over that even he is taken aback to see pencil box.

sometimes what he has turned into. I can never forget the pitiable expressions of those

The day he entered the School to the day he left, all morning faces that were always called forth to recite

took upon the onus of turning him into a package of the most difficult formulas. English class was a big

skill, will and drill that he could pass off as a young relief because there were stories to hear and tell. It

man sculpted to step into none other than Oxford in was all in all so amazing growing up that even now

all finery and regalia without a hitch in rattling his when I look back and imagine the face I was with the

vast history learnt at school a la mode. As a young kid well oiled hair stuck to the skull, I go into splits..Oh I

all chased him ranging from the matron to the was such a cynosure of all doting eyes, I know!

martinet of a housemaster in a wide variety to

threatening calls and sounds from morning milk to

evening snack to again night milk in the boarding

house turning a blind eye to his pleading eyes

requesting an alternative therapy.

The morning saw him polished and shiny where the

face and boots strove in competition who was shinier

and ultimately the focus shifted to the belt, clothes,

buttons and buckle all in place, he was geared to face

another day in paradise complete with clean

handkerchief and nails clipped almost to the skin.

One bastion crossed, another posed challenge: the

unique physical ability to sit quietly in the assembly

and not even scratch that preposterous itch that

The Cynosure of all Eyes

ImageryThoughts

The day he entered the School to the day he left, all took upon the onus of turning him into a package of skill, will and drill that he could pass off as a young man sculpted to step into none other than Oxford...

Rakesh Alfred

Colvin House

Housemaster

The writer can be contacted at

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DID YOUKNOW ?

After school, at 1PM, the Principal would hold a

Durbar in the Assembly Hall, which was attended

by the ‘farashes’ and the hospital assistant who gave

in their various reports, after which punishments

were awarded to the boys.

The Junior School was once housed in one single

wing of Kashmir House and was known as the Prep School. It also functioned in the building which is

now known as the “Mayoor School”.

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From Mayo, into the World of ART

he world is changing -

from industry-centric to

knowledge-networked, Tfrom consumption-driven GDP

g r o w t h e c o n o m i e s t o

ecologically sustainable, well-

being societies. It will be

increasingly important for

students from Mayo, if they are

to be valuable members of

society, to be more sensitive,

imaginative, creative and

caring.

The arts music, theatre, cinema,

painting, sculpture can provide

an excel lent ground for

nurturing and developing these

qualities, as well as being rich

sources for deeper experiences

and well-being. It therefore

behooves us all to rethink the

focus and balance we place on

the arts at Mayo. I would like to

see Mayo invest in having

India ' s bes t school a r t s

programme, and positioning

itself as the premier school for

d e v e l o p i n g c r e a t i v i t y ,

imagination and sensitivity.

The other day I read that the

most desired schools in Silicon

Valley, the centre of computer

and internet innovation, do not

have any computers in their

s c h o o l s . I n s t e a d , t h e y

emphasize human interactions

and artistic activities.

This approach is well-supported

b y r e s e a r c h o n b r a i n

development, which shows a

strong co-relation between

hand activities and brain-

development, and between

artistic problem-solving and

Shakti Maira

Sculptor, Artist, Writer

Class of 1962

Shakti Maira’s most recent work, ‘Sangha’. Twelve figures in bronze (175-195cm in height)

The Aesthetic CallingFrom our Old Boys

Why I left multinational corporations to live forever with my love - art...


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“The Art Section was located in the main building and occupied the entire ground floor at the back. It was a wonderful, quiet, light-filled place, and we had the option of taking art as a subject, which I did.

From the pages of Mayoor dated Feb 21, 1957

Shakti Maira (along with Ajit Maira)writes on a trip to Barlia Lake. Excerpts:

We crossed a railway line and

passed by some shops. Some of us

cycled fast but Mr. Bhatnagar

stopped us and we had to wait for

those coming behind us. We went

on later and passed by a herd of

sheep and goats. We had to cross

them by getting off the road and

dodging them.

We went down near the water

and collected a few shells. We

went further and began to roam

around collecting stones and

shells. We explored the banks of

the lake and also filled our shoes

with the sand that we found there.

We went around the lake and

found some plum trees and you

can be sure the trees had got rid of

some of their burden.

Sh

akti

Mair

a’s

pain

tin

gs:

Left

: ‘G

anga

as

Gra

ce’

Rig

ht:

‘Intim

atio

ns’

neural synaptic development.

Which means a richer art-centric

education might lead to brain

development that is crucial not just

for careers in the arts but in all

fields. [There is a chapter on this in

my book, Towards Ananda:

Rethinking Indian Art and

Aesthetics (Penguin-Viking).]

My journey as an artist began at

Mayo. Of course, I had no inkling

at the time that I would become an

artist. After finishing school, I

studied economics at St. Stephen's

College, and did an MBA from

IIM-Ahmedabad. I worked for

many years in a variety of

multinational corporations and

organizations Citibank, Lintas,

DEC, the World Bank. Somehow,

my childhood interest in art,

which was greatly encouraged

here at Mayo, remained a part of

my life, though it was only in 1990

that I decided to become a full-

time artist.

Obviously, not everyone might

want to do this. From the

perspective of my journey, I can

tell you confidently that the arts

have been enormously helpful in

d e v e l o p i n g m y c r e a t i v e ,

perceptual and cognitive abilities.

I was at Mayo from 1956 to 1962,

when Jack Gibson was Principal,

Mr. B. C. Gue was the art teacher,

and we had two sculpture teachers

Mr Chatterjee and Mr Joshi. I don't

know whether the arts had a

greater priority at that time, but

the Art Section was located in the

main building and occupied the

entire ground floor at the back.

It was a wonderful, quiet, light-

filled place, and we had the

option of taking art as a subject

for the Senior Cambridge

Examinations, which I did.

One of my most cherished

memories is of Mr Gue, a gentle

and kind teacher, who helped

me see, encouraged me to look

deeper at the beauty in nature,

and who familiarised me with

the underlying qualities of

h a r m o n y , b a l a n c e a n d

proportion.

Remembering my days at school

makes me smile, it was a

wonderful time of growth and

discovery.

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Jaipur House

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The BondImmaculateThe ever strengthening relationship between the two sister schools

ears ago there was

only the lone 'Mayo

College'. Then two Yand a half decades ago its

sister school 'Mayo College

Girls' School' came into

being. The school was

established keeping in mind

that the two schools

prosper together.

As the two schools entered

into a new millennium, our

bond was rede f ined .

Despite the competition

ranging in this 'brand mad

world', the two schools got

c l o s e r a n d t h e i r

relationship cemented over

time, though it may not be

very prominent. The co-

operation between the two

schools bettered and since

then we have never looked back.

We today are not part of a rat race or a

competition, which some outside

organizations try to portray. We are

in a journey in which each stepping

stone needs to be crossed, hand in

hand in harmony because by the end

of it we both are the pieces of a jigsaw

puzzle and its only when we come

t o g e t h e r t h e c o m p l e t i o n i s

accomplished. History stands as an

evidence. Whether it was some

tournament or the 'Round Square

International Conference-2009' or

the participation of students in the

annual functions of both the schools

from either sides; we were always

there for each other. We are and have

always been an separable part of each

other. We are like two coins which

complement each other and not two

sides of same coin.

Building BridgesOpinion

The two schools, what they are today

is because of this impeccable bond we

share between the two of us and it’s

for the coming generations to ponder

over it and take this relation ahead so

that we can become the 'epitome' in

the domain of public schools. This

will help not only in the avoidance of

widespread squandering of the

talents and resources of two schools

but also help in redefining the

identity of a 'Mayoite', keeping pace

with the changing times. Go Mayo!

Thank you, Jack

t the beginning of my last term realize what an extraordinary man he

at Mayo nearly 40 years ago, I was. When he took over as Mayo's

learnt that I'd been selected to principal in January 1954, Mayo was Abecome a monitor and that the next primarily a school for Rajasthan's

morning the principal would formally aristocrats. But it had fallen on hard

ask me for my consent. times. It was nearly bankrupt and had

Now most boys would have been fewer than 150 boys.

overjoyed at such news, but I was Jack transformed the school. By the

terrified. I was a diffident boy, as well time he left, Mayo had 600 boys, its

as being short, dark and not strong, finances were sound, and it was

and I was afraid that the bigger boys generally acknowledged as the finest

would mock me and ignore anything I public school in India. Men who'd

said. I didn't sleep that night trying to gone to Doon School sent their boys to

figure out a way of getting out of being Mayo because of Jack.

a monitor. Jack wasn't just a great principal. He

The next morning, lined up with the was a world class mountaineer and

other monitors-to-be before the fencer - he'd missed representing

principal, Jack Gibson, I took a deep England in the 1928 Olympics because

breath and stepped forward. he fell ill - a first rate photographer, a

“I don't want to be a monitor,” I said. crack shot and a prize-winning

“Why not?” a very surprised Mr gardener.

Gibson asked. When Jack died in 1994, I decided to

Obviously I couldn't say that I was write an article about him. And as I

afraid, so I mumbled, “I don't think I'd was gathering my thoughts, I recalled

make a good monitor.” that monitor incident. And suddenly I

For a couple of minutes, Jack looked at understood why he'd forced me to

me, puffing away at his pipe. Then he become a monitor: Jack knew I was

said, “I don't agree. I think you'll be afraid, but he realized something that

first rate.” even I didn't know that I was not that

I don't know about that. But nobody afraid, and that given a little push, I

insulted or disobeyed me and I enjoyed would overcome my diffidence. So he

wielding authority. gave me that push and helped me

After leaving school, I regularly grow.

Thank you Jack, and thank you Mayo. corresponded with Jack and met him

many times. Over the years, I came to

Ashok Mahadevan

Ex Editor-in-Chief,Reader’s Digest

Class of 1963

The teacher that was...

I didn’t sleep that night

trying to figure out a way of

getting out of being a monitor

From our Old Boys

How I overcame my fear and became an enduring leader of Mayo College during my last term here...


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“



Raghav Choudhary

at New York University

Class of 2010

Not so long backOpinion

Studying politics and philosophy

n one hand we have

Aristotle, whose main Oconcern with the

Nicomachean Ethics was to

provide the conception of

happiness. While on the other

hand we have Mill, who was a

19th century philosopher and

one of the greatest defenders

of utilitarianism. They both

defined happiness, however

Mill gave the concept of

happiness that explains how

the whole society attains

happiness and how humans

have the desire to attain the

two kinds of pleasures,

comparatively one of them

being a higher pleasure.

Eudemonia, as defined by

Aristotle is the chief goal

towards which all other

virtues aim at, and which in a

way is the final aim of our

lives, making the concept of

happiness self-sufficient, to

say there is nothing beyond

happiness that I could possibly morality. Hence, in applying this

desire. In context to morality, all principle of utilitarianism, the

virtues have specific functions happiness of every sentiment counts.

attached to them, and morality The basic principle of Mills ethics is

requires that we respect those the greatest happiness principle.

functions, therefore making our Mill explains that in society the

virtues in harmony with our rational general happiness is desirable, but

part of the soul (rationality). Mill, on only desirable because each person

the cont ra ry be l i eve s tha t desires his/her own happiness. Thus

'Utilitarianism' promotes the the 'greatest happiness total' is the

greatest good of the greatest greatest happiness of every single

number, and therefore we ought to being in the society. When related

do, as morality requires whatever to morality, it is important to

that promotes the greatest good of understand that according to Mill,

the greatest number of people. anyone who has experienced both

Therefore in a way, Mill equates kinds of pleasures will prefer the one

happiness with pleasure, but related to the intellectual virtue, as it

believes that not all pleasures are is the only true and thus the highest

equal, thus the higher pleasures of virtue man can desire for.

the mind are better then the lower Through this ancient account of

ones of the body, since the absence happiness, we have accounted for

of pain and pleasure are the only the questions that relate to morality

things of intrinsic worth, that are and accepted as the law of nature

e q u a t e d w i t h h a p p i n e s s . governs that we live in a society,

Utilitarianism rather suggests that selfish and competitive. Therefore

actions are right if ad only if they the quest is now to find out, if every

promote the greatest happiness of individual starts to seek his personal

the greatest number. This may also greatest good, would law and order

seem to be the basic principle of ever survive? Does philosophy

ethics, and the foundation of govern law?


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Ancient Philosophers happiness: Does Philosophy

Govern Law?

onA Language Guide for to MayoNewcomersAn adaptation of a similar article from ‘Mayoor’, November 1995.

Every institution develops its own peculiar and distinct jargon which describes individuals and structures and feelings. Mayo is no exception.Our boys use their own brand of abbreviated words and mix certain phrases of the vernacular into their speech. We produce here some of our more commonly used words and phrases of this sort:

Ant-shant – something unique; seen or heard for Oddies –

the first time odd jobs

given to a junior by a senior student.Baddy (abbr) – badminton

Pada (verna) – a hefty personBags (pronounced 'begs') – to reserve

P.D. – punishment drillBaski (abbr) – basketball

Permi (abbr) – permissionBB (abbr) – breaking bounds

Phattey (verna) – to say something unbelievableBond – the boss of the lot - Origin: Film

Pudge (verna) – poor jokeBouncer – a question to which most don't know

the answer- used as a single term in awed tone. Quali – to qualify (used largely at the annual cross Extensively used in Maths class- Origin: Cricket country race)

Bourni (abbr) – Bournvita Rangad (verna) – aggressive, rigorous

Bun-om: (abbr) – Bun omelette, omelette Reporting – the act of a senior calling over a between a sliced bun available in school canteen. junior at a particular time to discuss issues

Can. (abbr) – Canteen Shorties (abbr) – shortcuts

Cheapda – a person without class Sidey – hanger-on

Dhakad – superb Sutru – good

Dhasu – superb, akin to Dhakad Vella – an aimless, ambition-less student,

characterized by no sense of responsibility Flick – to steal

Full out – to try one's hardest

Futta (verna) – football

Hospi (abbr) – hospital

Jack – to steal/ akin to flick

Janta (verna) – the public at large

Jhaap (verna) – slap

LEGEND:verna - vernacularabbr - abbreviation

Compiled by:Nirav Sahani, Ankit Mittal,

Tapish Dadlani, Sidharth Chugh



It hurt! By God, it hurt! It hurt a course I had done many things

whole lot more because I did not which would have merited a pat

know for what transgression I had on the back low enough and hard

been given this reward on the seat enough. But that was none of Mr.

of my pants; or rather half-pants. Gibson's business! After all, I had

“What was that for, Sir?” I never got caught. That was the

managed to blurt out, even as I very essence of victory! Justice

tried to retrieve my dignity and, demands that one be punished for

ouch, stand up straight. offences that one has committed,

“Well KC, I am going to appoint been detected to have committed

you a monitor at Assembly today. and proved to have committed.

I am sure you must have done Presumption of guilt is for

something in all these years for kangaroo courts! And punishment

which you deserved a caning. It is in anticipation that a crime will be

just that you never got caught. committed? That seemed patently

And if you have not done absurd!

anything in the past, I am sure you I, however, did not see any great

will in future. You see, I do not benefit in arguing the finer points

like to cane my monitors! Now of law with the Principal and ran

run along for Assembly.” along to the Assembly Hall. In the

I fumed at the injustice of it all. Of course of the Assembly, Mr.

Swish! Swish! Swish! It hurt! By God, it hurt! It hurt a whole lot more because I did not know for what transgression I had been given this reward on the seat of my pants; or rather half-pants.

“ “

Gibson asked the customary

q u e s t i o n w h e t h e r “ Y o u ,

K.C.Verma, are willing to be

appointed a College Monitor and

accept the responsibilities that go

with it?”

In a loud and firm voice, I

responded, “I will, Sir” even as I

surreptitiously massaged my

smarting gluteal muscles. Because

of the acute pain, I was certain that

there were three black and blue

stripes under my half-pants.

ime passed, as it so often does. TSoon enough, it was nearing

the end of term and the memory of

the caning had considerably

dimmed.

It was on a Sunday that Prem

Singh Chamba and I decided to

break bounds to watch a movie in

town. I had secreted away some

cash, itself a crime in those days,

and we cycled to the cinema hall.

We purchased tickets for balcony

seats and sneaked into the hall only

after the lights were dimmed and

the advertisements before the

main feature had started. We were

ushered to two vacant seats in the

front row and we hugely enjoyed

the movie. But only till the

Interval.

When the lights came on in the

break, we realized with horror that

we were seated right next to Mr.

Kaul and Mr. Matthu, both

teachers in school. Prem panicked

but I stood my ground. “Let's

brazen it out,” I hissed. We

launched into an animated

conversation with both teachers >>

Gibson TalesFrom our Old Boys

KC Verma

Former Director,Research & Analysis Wing(RAW)

Class of 1965

THREE of the BestRemembering the time when I got punished for making

no mistake at all...

r. Raghubir Dayal, an emergency measure. As far as I coffee. Or maybe it was the

H o u s e M a s t e r o f knew, there was no great shortage thought that my appointment as a

Jodhpur House, had of this commodity. prefect was at par with declaration Minstituted the system of 'Three After a very brief investiture of war! But I hardly got any sleep

Bells'. It was a kind of an ceremony, consisting mainly of a that night.

emergency alarm and when the firm hand-shake, Mr. Dayal Next morning, immediately after

house bell was rung three times, invited me to his house for a cup of breakfast, I was told to meet Mr.

all of us were required to collect in coffee. He lived on the first floor of Gibson, the Principal, in his office

the garden between the two the main block of Jodhpur House before proceeding for Assembly.

blocks of Jodhpur House. and it was a rare privilege to be “When did you join the school,

I heard the 'Three Bells' for the invited, especially because it was KC?” asked Mr. Gibson.

first time in late 1962. The bells after 'lights out'. “In 1958, Sir,” said I.

rang just before Prep and, that “Wondering why you were made “And how many times have I

evening, Mr. Dayal informed us a prefect in such a hurry? Well, it given you 'six-of-the-best'?” asked

quite solemnly that China had has been decided to appoint you a Mr. Gibson, referring to the

attacked India. The only other College Monitor tomorrow; and caning which he often meted out

time that I remember the 'Three we can't appoint someone a to the more unruly boys for sundry

Bells' being sounded was in monitor when he is not even a transgressions.

February 1963, after dinner but prefect!” said Mr. Dayal. A “Not even once!” I declared,

before 'lights out'. Mr. Dayal, as College Monitor? I was in U1, or rather proudly. And rather

solemnly as on the earlier Upper One, for God's sake! No foolishly.

occasion, announced that he was one, but no one, was appointed a “Bend over!” ordered Mr. Gibson.

appointing me a house prefect monitor with another three years Zombie like, I did. And before I

with immediate effect. to go in school! Maybe it was the realized what was happening,

“Mighty queer,” I thought. prospect of becoming a monitor so Swish! Swish! Swish! Three of the

Prefects were never appointed as unexpectedly. Or maybe it was the best had landed on my posterior.


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about several issues, till it suddenly

struck Mr. Kaul that we should not be

there in the first place.

“My uncle is visiting Ajmer, Sir,”

explained Prem with a very straight face.

“He brought us for a treat, Sir, but his car

broke down, Sir, and he has gone to get it

fixed, Sir.”

That seemed to satisfy Mr. Kaul and we

watched the rest of the movie sitting on

the edges of the seats. Prem and I,

however, left the cinema hall before the

movie ended and cycled furiously back

to school. We did not want to be

overtaken by Mr. Kaul and Mr. Matthu

without the fictional uncle or his car.

That evening, Prem and I remained

apprehensive that we would be called by

our House Master, but no summons

came. The uncle story had held water!

At Assembly next morning, I stood at the

far end of the hall, possibly straighter

than usual. I met Mr. Gibson's

unwavering gaze from across the hall

and stared back in an almost defiant

manner. And I said under my breath,

“Yes, Mr. Gibson, I have lived up to your

expectations. I have earned my stripes.

We are quits!”

From across the hall, I thought I saw Mr.

Gibson give an almost imperceptible nod

of acknowledgement. And approval . . .

It is the un-quested fact which keeps hammering nails into my skull of philosophies,The un-quested fact...of being able to identify the image I see in the mirror.I was born as "me" but will i die as myself.If at all I die as myself,What is the difference between myself and the mirror image which i consciously construct every single moment.The portrait in the mirror is as much a part of me as is my true self.The question of being fake or false has always been a storm in my thoughts, As the consciously constructed "fakes" is a part of my own identity which i am aware of...So does it still remain "fake"?The line between fake and the true self somewhere vanishes...Because when I look at the image in the mirror... I am not sure...is it "me" or the "other-self"...May be there is no "other-self"OrMay be there is no "self " at all.

Self PortraitPoetry

Ayushman MitraClass of 2008 (Head Boy)

Studying films at St. Xavier’s, Kolkata

by

Illustration: Ayushman Mitra

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DID YOUKNOW ?

Before the 1970s, Mayo College

students were called ‘Mayoians’, instead of ‘Mayoites’.

There were girl students in Mayo

College Campus till 1993!

The first Monitors' Meeting was held

on October 27th, 1905.

ROLE MODELSGiving it a Thought

Opinion

Zaheb Ahmad

Government Law College, Mumbai

Class of 2008

4th Year Law Student at

Although every place has its legends, why is it that some are more equal than others?

o start with, I was in a fix h a v e a m p l e n u m b e r o f

when I was asked to submit opportunities to excel in and earn

an article for the Mayo Mail. our names. I do not really know TAs much as I wanted to write the current situation, but let me

something, the fact that I hadn't tell you that we need to build a

really written much in the last correct form of environment and

three years meant that it would be attitude towards achieving

a definite struggle. After much excellence and this includes not

thought, I'm sharing something mocking somebody for doing

that most Mayoites would have something good. May it be a

experienced growing up in this college monitor or a badminton

colossal campus which is a world captain or a person involved in

in its own. Round Square, everyone is an

Well, I remember growing up in achiever in his own right. We

DD House looking up to all sorts need role-models in all fields, not

o f peop le in campus for only football or debating. It is only

inspiration, expecting that I within the 300 odd acres that

would be one of them someday. some fields are given preference

College monitors like Oliver over others. It is only here that

Sinclair or Nikhil Puri seemed some fields are thought to be

authoritative, wearing the black irrelevant. It is only here that

trousers and I'm pretty sure were being a part of the band earns you

role-models for many of us. So popularity across the road. All

were musicians like Pratap Aditya that happens only here. Believe

Narayan Deb or sportsmen like me, in the outside world every

Khalid Mubarak. The list is field is as important, as long as you

endlessly filled with Mayoites are an achiever. The school is

who have created a name for doing enough to acknowledge the

themselves. The point being that, excellence of the students in

although every place has its various fields. It is up to you now

legends, why is it that some are to change your mentality and give

more equal than others? credit to your peers for their

In an institution like ours, we efforts.

Another point is that you do not

need to be “cheaply popular”.

Getting a suspension letter or

getting close to getting one won't

earn you any respect; in

retrospect it will only seem

stupid. Some of these things may

not appeal to many of you but a

fraction of you who agree with

me can get things rolling. Relax,

this is not a revolution. It is only

what I believe should be the

environment to maintain Brand

Mayo on the cutting edge.

Getting a suspension letter or getting close to getting one won't

earn you any respect; in retrospect it will only

seem stupid.

““


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The Standard Mayo Graduate

The Mayo OutlookFrom our Old Boys

Charu Sharma

Class of 1974

Sports Commentator

Our years at Mayo can weave in us at least one common thread, one characteristic that binds us all.

ayo College, Ajmer,

is quite simply, what

each student wants Mit to be. After all, we are

individuals. Unique. And

therefore, we will take from

Mayo only what we each

choose to. The heritage

campus, with all its vast,

attendant facilities, waits with

open arms, year after year, for

batch after batch of young,

eager students. Some will hate

the regimentation. Some will

strive to excel in its many

sporting arenas. Some are

deeply attracted to the magic

of Academia. Others are

happy to float through. For

some, perhaps a forgettable

experience.

Just as we take differently from

Mayo, we will go on different

paths thereafter to chase our

calling. And, inevitably, end

up in incredibly different

scenarios. Together in school, propriety , kind, obl ig ing…

feeling like one. Without excessive wonderful meanings. The sum of

focus on our differences. Just a few my thoughts. Perfect. Regardless

years later, through diligence or of what and who we end up being

destiny, ending up being assessed on the material scale, we succeed if

for success through only one we are, what others may call,

primary, obvious criteria material 'decent'. Mayo succeeds if we are

gain. That is, whether we like it or essentially decent. The strangest

not, the way of the world. thing is, perhaps in comparison to

So, who, then, represents the many other sets of people, we

typical, standard Mayo graduate? probably are! Obviously, it's not

W h o , t h e n , s h o u l d t h o s e such a hard thing to be. Whether

responsible for educating us at consciously woven or not I'd like to

Mayo be pleased with? Only the believe it's the former - it's the

rich and/or famous? Tempting as it mysterious, unseen, omnipresent

may sound, I hope not. Surely our thread that surrounds our campus.

years at Mayo can weave in us at And everybody is responsible. The

least one common thread, one Staff, our Heritage, Alumni.

characteristic that binds us all. If However much we may try and

we are all indeed ambassadors of resist it, that thread entwines itself

Mayo and if our institution is within our DNA and leaves us with

forever going to be judged by the the choice of exercising the decent

calibre of our students -- present or option through the rest of our lives.

past then, within all our diversity, To be decent is not to be weak. It's

can we not possess a large dose of to let the world know that you've

some similarity? had the good fortune to have passed

The word that comes leaping to through the hallowed portals of an

mind, after sub-consciously exceptional educational institution,

competing with several other and have drunk from its most

words surely, is, DECENT. I treasured well.

c h e c k e d t h e d i c t i o n a r y

immediately! Respectable, not

immodest, recognizing the code of


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GermanyGymnasium Bei St. MichaelErasmus Widdman GymnasiumLise Meitner GymnasiumSchule Schloss SalemStiftung Landheim SchondorfStiftung Louislund

AustraliaThe King’s School

St. Philip’s College

UKEton College

Dulwich CollegeLoretto CollegeUSA

Hotchkiss SchoolChadwick SchoolAthenian SchoolSt. Andrew’s School

CanadaAppleby CollegeAshbury College

DenmarkHerlufsholm Skole

South AfricaBridgehouse College

Penryn CollegeStanford Lake College

PakistanCAS, Karachi

Mayo College - Student Exchange Programmes

The Exchange Dilemma Every student wants to represent Mayo in a school exchange program, but when you have so many choices to pick from, it becomes difficult to make a decision. Moreover, with the tough exchange selection procedure that was recently initiated in the school, one has to be careful with his overall performance too. The Mayo Mail makes an effort to solve this complicated problem by making a deep

analysis on the student exchange programs at Mayo College.

Text: Kushagra Agarwal and Sidharth ChughGraphics: Mridul Godha

Feature

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A Matter of

Prestige

The Schools

Eton College It is regarded as the best boys’ public school in the world. The school is a member of the G20 Schools Group.

Dulwich College It is one of the largest (in terms of numbers of pupils) independent schools in the United Kingdom. Being here is a great experience for cricketers.

Loreto College It is Scotland’s oldest and most prestigious school. Being here is a great experience for cricketers and students interested in theatre.

Duration: 2-3 months

Cost: ` 1,00,000

Age Group: 15-16 years

Co-ordinator: Mr. Sanjay Khati

Pros:

Most prestigious exchanges with old schools having a

glorious past.

Oldest exchanges and a perfect confluence of cultures.

Embellishes your CV like no other exchange does.

Normally, the prospective College Captains are sent

to Eton College.

Gives you the opportunity to see all of the Europe.

Great experience especially for cricketers as they get

to play on good, bouncy and pacey wickets.

Cons:

The schools often ask for cricketers only.

The boys chosen must have a local guardian in the UK.

Procuring visa is a big problem and takes a lot of time.

Expert Comment:

“Exchanges to these schools are by far the most reputed of

all exchanges in Mayo College. The students can pursue

their interests as they have a variety of programs to choose

from in each school. Boys achieve and gain a lot in sports,

theatre and public speaking. Also there is a feel-at-home

factor as their boarding school education system is very

similar to ours.” - Mr. Sanjay Khati

United Kingdom

The Schools

Gymnasium Bei St. Michael

The‘Complete’

Exchange

>>The BMW factory at Munich

Duration: 28 days

Cost: `


Co-ordinator: Mr. Rakesh Alfred

70,000

Pros:

Apprenticeship in world renowned companies like

Volkswagen, BMW, People's Bank, Wurth, Lapp Kabel.

Approximately 150 euros (` 10,500) are given by the

German Government as pocket money.

Visa is free of cost as the exchange is supported by the

German Government.

Amazing interchange of cultures because of stay with

host families.

Cons:

Language is a problem as it creates a big

communication gap.

Students can only attend English, Music, Sports and

theatre classes because all others are in German.

Expert Comment: “This exchange is a great initiative

since 2006 by the Ministries of Education of both the

countries. Now, the relationship between the partner

schools is much beyond formal exchanges. Our students

are always given preferential treatment there and there is

a great sense of camaraderie between the exchange co-

coordinators as well as the students. The future of this

exchange is even brighter.” - Mr. Yash Saxena

It is the biggest school in the region and also the oldest dating back to 12th century. It has the best Brass Band group in South Germany.

Erasmus Widmann Gymnasium Academically best in the town (Schwabisch Hall).

Lise Meitner Gymnasium

Most modern school in South Germany and completely based on IT learning. It is a 100% eco- friendly school and is run on solar power.

Germany



A LongExposure

AustraliaThe School

The King’s School It is Australia's oldest school and forms one of the nine "Great Public Schools" of New South Wales. It is widely regarded as one of Australia's most prestigious private schools. The school is a member of the G20 Schools Group. This is a highly traditional school as it was initially built for the affluent Australian especially the Royalty and Military.


Cost: `


Co-ordinator: Mr. Sanjay Khati

1,00,000

Pros:

This is the longest of all exchanges in Mayo College.

A long exposure gives time to settle down and absorb,

adapt to and assimilate a different culture. Extended stay

with the host families as well as in the boarding houses

makes it a perfect learning experience.

Comparatively, it is also the least expensive exchange.

Great and challenging outdoor activities like sky

diving, sea surfing etc.

This exchange is a perfect blend of modernity and

tradition. The students get to see exotic wildlife and

experience the amazing coastline.

The students attend an Outdoor Leadership Program

at the Grand Canyons that costs approximately 3000

Australian Dollars which is sponsored by their host

families.

Great outback as the students visit the Aboriginal

Australians and learn their culture.

Cons:

Language problem as the Australian twang is a little

difficult to understand.

The outback can be treacherous and a little dangerous.

Expert Comment:“This exchange is a great learning experience for

students who wish to pursue their further

studies in Australia. Mayo and King's, both are

based on the same ethos and there is a great

sense of respect and understanding. Personally,

I feel it is better than all other exchanges and by

far the least expensive keeping in mind the time

that one gets to spend in Australia. Comparing

with the RSC conferences and service projects,

the duration that the students spend there

makes it a true learning experience prohibiting

the huge amount of RSC fee.” - Mr. Sanjay Khati

Round Square Exchanges

Pros:

Students get to know about different

education systems of the world.

Cons:

The students miss out on a major part of

our academic curriculum.


Cost: `


Co-ordinator: Mr. Yash Saxena

75,000-2,00,000

The SchoolsUSA

Hotchkiss School

Chadwick School

The Athenian School

St. Andrew's School

Canada

Appleby College

Ashbury College

Germany

Schule Schloss Salem

Stiftung Landheim Schondorf

Stiftung Louislund

Denmark

Herlufsholm Skole

South Africa

Bridgehouse College

Penryn College

Stanford Lake College

Australia

St. Philip’s College

Expert Comment: “Mayo has been a fore-runner in Round Square’s programs amongst all schools of India. Things are getting even better as many schools continue to approach us for seats.” - Mr. Yash Saxena

Academically oriented schools

Specialize in Theatre and Music

Well known for

vocational training

Well known for vocational training

Adventure and Sports training school

Sports oriented school

Pakistan Exchange

Across the border...

Duration: 7 days (as this will be our first visit)

Cost: `


Co-ordinator: Mr. Vijendra Singh

50,000

Pros: The culture and traditions of both the

countries are similar which makes it easy for

the students to adjust.

Staying arrangement with host families in

Pakistan makes it a good learning experience.

Cons:

Karachi is not considered to be a very safe

place so many students hesitate to be a part of

this exchange.

As it is a day school, the students don't get to

experience the boarding school life there.

The School

Centre for Advanced Studies (CAS), Karachi It is a modern school and is based on IB

curriculum.

The school is hugely involved into social

activities and works a lot for the welfare of the

society.

Expert Comment: “We earlier had an exchange

program with the Aitchison College, Lahore but then it

was discontinued due to some disturbances in the

relations of the two countries. Now, it is a great

initiative by Mayo College to restart a similar exchange

which is very important for the future of both the

schools as well as India and Pakistan. This will be our

first visit, we hope it goes good and proves to be a

learning experience.” - Mr. Vijendra Singh



We did not have the privilege of a Girls' School next door. Our nearest haven was Sophia which was then a boarding School as well. The much awaited event was Sophia's annual fete for which we went on our bicycles. The entire road from Mayo to Sophia would have smelled of Old Spice after shave, which was the only lotion available those days and was used in liberal doses on this occasion.

“

”such as hair styles, acquiring girl was time to say goodbye and the

friends and using after shaves. We usual round of photography with

did not have the privilege of a Girls' our box cameras, farewells and School next door. Our nearest exchange of gifts took place. I was haven was Sophia which was then a amazed how ten years of my boarding School as well. The much formative years zipped past before I awaited event was Sophia's annual even realized it. fete for which we went on our

As I look back, there are some very bicycles. The entire road from

distinctive differences between the Mayo to Sophia would have

Mayo I got to know then and as I see smelled of Old Spice after shave,

i t n o w . M o s t o u t s t a n d i n g which was the only lotion available differences that strike me now were those days and was used in liberal the spontaneous bowing to and doses on this occasion.wishing a master, lack of obsession

Inter house events became fiercely for food. Ragging and bullying were competitive and annual triangular almost non existent. Our seniors with Daly, Scindia and occasionally were caring and protective. We the Doon School became landmark knew almost everyone in the events. Somewhere along the way School regardless of our seniority. we managed to catch up with our This was perhaps because of limited studies and gave our exams without numbers which rose to about 450 any undue pressure. However, we when my batch passed out and then had a fair share of boys whose visits the School was considered as to the temple increased as the final crowded!exams approached nearer! Soon it

Last term about thirty of us from

the classes of mid sixties met at


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DID YOUKNOW ?

Mr. A.R. Gupta is the only

Principal who died in service.

He passed away during a General

Council meeting due to a sudden

heart attack in 1983.

Dinesh Bhatnagar

Bursar,Mayo College

Class of 1967

The Second HomeFrom our Old Boys

My Years at Mayo College

Formative

Looking back at the days when Mayoites were not obsessed with food!

y first memory of

Mayo College is the

“tonga” ride from the Mmain gate to the office with my

father. It was awesome! To a boy

who was barely seven years old,

the Main Building appeared like

something out of a story book,

yet very formidable. The first

person to see us was none other

than the legendary Jack Gibson.

I was in a bit of a daze and can

b a r e l y r e m e m b e r t h e

conversation. He directed us to

Jaipur House which was then

the Boarding House for Prep

School. Classes were held in

Bharatpur House from class KG

to P-1 (class 3). The year was

1958.

It was a strange feeling to be

transported from the comforts

of home to a dormitory which

was shared by six boys. We were innocence and classes shifted to the

scrubbed and bathed by strange Main Building.

persons called “farashes” who also The new block and Central Dining

taught us to tie our shoe laces and Hall suddenly cropped up after the

“naras”. Friendships developed in summer break in 1962. We felt no time and we grew naturally into grown up and took pride in the Mayo lifestyle. There were odd attending School in these buildings. bouts of home-sickness but our Inter House rivalries started and we Headmistress, Mrs. Erickson (who found ourselves competing against had taught my mother as well) some of our closest friends in Colvin made us feel welcome. The House House. There was no rancour, just Mother, Mrs. Madan Raj and the good old fashioned horsing around. Matrons were firm but caring and All was well with the world and life concerned. We learnt our table was one great picnic. A major manners and handling of knife and development was our observation fork from them. By the time we and adaptation of the dressing styles finished Prep School; lasting bonds of our masters like M/s Jack Gibson, had already been forged. Raghuraj Singh and Nahar Singh.

We were taught “Mill on the Floss” The strength of Mayo increased by Mr. H.L. Dutt in his inimitable from about 250 to over 300 when style and almost all of us fell in love we entered Middle School (L-2 or with ”Maggie” the lead character in

class 4) in early '60s and our batch the book!!

was split between Jaipur and Colvin

Our transition from Middle School Houses. Prep School moved to New

Jodhpur and Kashmir Houses. I to Senior School (U2 or class 7)

filled us with apprehensions. I stayed back in Jaipur House with

moved to Jodhpur House Ajmer, half of my batch. Life changed Rajasthan and BT Houses being the drastically. We had the luxury of other three senior houses. Life double sharing rooms. We were b e c a m e m o r e s e r i o u s a n d expected to do our daily chores complicated with important issues ourselves, pranks took over



Mayo from MhowMayo happens...From our Old Boys

Mayo has the strongest manifestations of its physicality, even from completely unanticipated quarters.

Manvendra Singh

Former Member ofParliament, Barmer

Class of 1982

rom the solitude of an Army

War College (Mhow) room,

Mayo seems far away. Actually Feverything seems far away from this

oasis of military learning. But then

Mayo has a way of being there,

appearing in the most unexpected

places, in the most startling manners

possible. As everyone in the Mayo

family knows, its magic never leaves

you, running as it does deep into the

bloodstream. Yet Mayo also has the

strongest manifestations of its

physicality, from completely

unanticipated quarters.

This facet came back to me in the

starkest of manner as I observed a

prematurely graying Colonel with a

gait and looks that seemed oddly

familiar. In the regimen expected of

military confines it was impossible

to call out to the Colonel, and that

too with his Mayo nickname. So the

prudent method of calling home was

resorted and sure enough the

identity was confirmed as first

suspected. Colonel Sanjeev Bakshi

and I were thickest of friends from

Class V when Prep School was in

today's Mayoor campus. And well

before it was relocated and renamed.

And we remained that way until

black square seniority levels. But

after that we barely even met, let

alone keep in touch.

It changed last month, in

ways only Mayo can make

happen. Sanjeev and I met up

again since leaving Mayo only

last month. And since then it has

been a non-stop conversation,

picked up from the one yesterday in

black square. Him and me were two

of the three in the batch who

expressed an interest in defence and

foreign affairs issues from well

before formal adulthood. We'd

discuss Soviet tactics in Afghanistan.

Or Head-Up Display characteristics of

a then new US fighter jet called F-16.

Solomon has not been sighted by

either of us since then, so that leaves

Sanjeev and me to retrace the

conversations from BT House, and

give then an update in Mhow. And

how we do that. Monisha, Sanjeev's

wife whom I'd never met before,

remarked the other day that we

seemed to be talking as if we were

simply continuing from school days.

We are actually, even if the Soviets

don't exist any more, and head up

displays can be had off the shelf. It is

just more contemporary despite its

continuity. Which is precisely what

Mayo is all about. And there are

witnesses in Mhow to testify to that.


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Delhi University

Class of 2011(Head Boy)

Studying at St. Stephen’s College


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Mayo Life and ...BeyondThe spirit of Mayo never lets a Mayoite give up, it instead gives him the confidence and motivation to face the challenge head-on.

t has been almost six months started setting goals for myself and,

since my passing out of Mayo believe me, I never felt homesick

but still those memories after that. I tried almost everything Ioccupy my thoughts to a great that Mayo offered (keeping aside

extent. horse riding) and chose my areas,

The sense of being a Mayoite fills but at the same time kept

me up with passion and enthusiasm academics my priority. I took part

to take on the challenges of the in all the sports competitions and

competitive world. The cheerful tried to do my best and make my

memories often sail me through school proud. I took up violin as an

my hard times and I find myself instrument and practised for hours

moving ahead all over again. on it. Thanks to my parents who

The spirit of Mayo never lets me were always ready with violin and

give up instead it gives me the sports coaching classes back home

confidence, the motivation to face in my holidays.

the challenge head-on. Time passed, the exposure grew

I notice a change in me as well as in and so did the passion.

all my batch-mates when I find And so, I found myself taking up

myself in them, acting to situations Squash. I noticed that I wasn't very

considering the question, "How a talented, but managed to bridge

Mayoite should go about it". This this gap by my hard work. I became

proves the fact that, there is no so passionate that I did not mind

bigger a responsibility upon us, missing any other thing happening

than to safeguard the prestige of in school.

this institution and all of us are I actually started enjoying the

constantly trying to do our best. exhaustive feeling that comes to

Coming to my days, I joined Mayo you after a Squash session (and

in class four as a small boy with now, I find myself completely

hardly any talent and passion. But addicted to it). I went on to play

the vast exposure that Mayo Nationals and did quite well.

offered me gave me a motive and I Classes 11 and 12 were the most

enjoyable as well as the most

demanding ones . Career

decisions had to be taken; a new

level of academic course,

tougher squash, etc. put forth

me a big question mark. But the

toughest thing to realize was

that, there wasn't much time left

in Mayo. I found myself

comfortable with all the

questions except this one!

I actually started enjoying the

exhausting feeling that comes to you

after a Squash session (and now, I

find myself completely addicted to it).

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and by now, I had made such strong bonds

with my friends that I found myself nowhere

without them. And now, these bonds

mattered to me the most. I realized that it was

their support and encouragement that had

always kept me on a high note but could not

find a way to give even a little bit back to

them, which was indeed humbling. And this

fact, still keeps me grounded.

In my last year, as a Head Boy, I did feel a little

bit of pressure. The pressure, to which I had

always kept myself insulated. But that was

another challenge which I managed to do a

little bit of justice to, according to my

capability. But at the same time, I noticed that

this was the major thing that prevented

Mayoites from achieving high. Mayoites

tended to get exposed to peer pressure in very

young classes. This is indeed saddening

because this suppresses the talent and the

growth of passion. Giving it a little bit of

thought, I realized that this pressure is self

created by being so conscious towards other

people's views about oneself. And hence, it is

my advice to all the Mayoites not to get carried

away with what people say to you and keep

working towards a goal that you set for

yourself (everyone must have at least one

goal). And doing that takes only hard work,

respect towards everyone and a little bit of

focus.

In the end, I would like to thank the Editorial

Team of the Mayo Mail for giving this

opportunity to write in the news letter, and I

will always be grateful for that.

From the pages of Mayoor

Oct 22, 1971

Vir Sanghvi, the renowned columnist of Hindustan Times, was the senior editor of ‘Mayoor’ for a year. Below are excerpts from two of his editorials where he expresses his concerns regarding the shortage of articles:

The last issue made it on time despite all the pessimism I

expressed in the Editorial. The Mayoor has acquired a rather

dubious reputation of being the only fortnightly that

appears every three weeks. While our unpunctuality has, no

doubts, been exaggerated, it is quite true to say that we are

not always on time. This term, however, we have managed

to bring most issues out on time. This first issue was, of

course, an exception and came out late but this was because

at the beginning of every term it takes us time to get started.

You can help us keep on schedule by submitting your

articles early. It takes us over a week to get them printed.

We have managed to bring out another 12-page bumper

issue. We are grateful to all those who have contributed and

made this possible. For the first time we are printing

photographs as well and hope the experiment has been

successful.

We are aware that the final exams are fast approaching but

do continue writing for the Mayoor.

Feb 3, 1972The beginning of every term leaves us at a complete loss for

articles. This term was no exception. As a result we are late

but will try to make up (as we do every term) by having a

bumper issue later on in the term.

A poem written by Vivek Oberoi, acclaimed actor, when he was in Class X:

My Love For You

Unlike flowers that only bloom,Until they wither and die;

Unlike good times that come and go,And seasons that go by;

Unlike the river that stops to flow,Once the water dries;

Unlike the firefly that stops to glow,Once the creature dies.

Even if the stars, the moon, or the sun,

Don't appear in the sky;My love for you will always live,

Whether I live or die.

Each boy paid a sum of 50 per year for books,

stationery and medical attention. Otherwise no

fee was charged.

DID YOUKNOW ? The main building

was completed at a cost

of four lakhs in 1885

and formally opened by the Viceroy, Lord

Dufferin.

At Mayo, friendships were made

purely without motive

Life @ MayoOpinion

Rohit Sangwan

Executive Sous ChefTaj Lands End

Mumbai

In a boarding school like Mayo, your friends and your teachers are truly your family.

Class of 1995 (Head Boy)

e've oft heard the story of the little boy who reluctantly

trudged his way to the first day at a boarding school a place for

which he wasn't ready and where (he thought) he'd been sent Wmuch too early. The beginning of my story with my Alma Mater Mayo

College wasn't any different. While it may seem uncanny how many of us

relate to this tale, truth be told, the underlying reasons are quite evident.

Only a few can ever claim to be “ready” for the experience of the life of a

boarder. In fact, it isn't something one should attempt to be ready for

'dive and delve' would be better advice.

I joined Mayo's fold in the 5th standard, not even half as boisterous then

as I am now. In fact, at the beginning, the words “timid” and “meek” -

traits not inherent of me but brought on by the new way of life that I'd

suddenly been thrust in to - would have better defined me. Fear of

isolation ruled for a while, but all that was quick to ebb away and be

replaced by something not too easy to define, but quite tangible in my

personal sense of being. Mayo College not only teaches its students, it

literally moulds them into better men. Schooling here teaches you

fundamentally everything, right from the simple albeit vital task of

setting up your closet to self-organization; Mayo prepares you for life.

Another facet of life at Mayo one cannot forget is the sports. Even in my

times, the sheer size of our football fields, tennis courts and of course, my

love, Basketball courts were both intimidating and inspiring. Oh! The

games we played and the fun we had! And one surely cannot forget the

reward that always went to the winning house butter chicken and fruit

trifle at the house parties & stuffed omelets in senior mess!

However, if I were asked what is most precious to me from those years, I'd

think of just one thing relationships. In a boarding school like Mayo,

your friends and your teachers are truly your family. The relationships

we developed then are unlike any we create later in life; friendships

purely without motive. Can someone studying in a day school even

contemplate knocking on a teacher's door at as ungodly an hour as

“

“

Can someone studying in a day school even

contemplate knocking on a teacher's door at as

ungodly an hour as midnight to satisfy a

growling stomach? That's what we could do at Mayo - and our teachers would welcome us and ensure

we left overfed.

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Oct, 1990

midnight to satisfy a growling stomach? That's

what we could do at Mayo - and our teachers

would welcome us and ensure we left overfed.

To state a true example of the connect we

shared with our teachers, unaffected by time

and distance, would be the mention of Mr.

Joshi the teacher who taught us clay modeling.

In the recent past when I was to represent my

hotel for Culinary Olympics in Germany I

called Mr. Joshi for help at his home in Pune.

Here was a teacher who'd retired when I was in

the 7th standard and I hadn't met in 20 years.

Yet it took only moments for that connect with

him to light up again, as if we'd never parted

ways at all. It was Mr. Joshi who helped me

with one of the preparations for the Culinary

Olympics a chocolate sculpture. Years after I

have graduated from Mayo College, it continues

to reach out to touch my life regularly.

I am repetitive in stating Mayo's role in helping

me reach where I am today. It is because of the

foundation that Mayo gave me that today I am a

fairly successful chef. It taught me to never give

up. It is because of Mayo that I am given

opportunities today to travel around the world

to visit some of the most picturesque locations.

Though, whenever I am asked about my

favourite destination for a holiday, my answer

is certainly Mayo where I can once reminisce

the best days of my life. It is only now, that I am

a father, that I realize the relevance of those

days. Maybe, just maybe, this dream of visiting

Mayo will be accomplished once my children

go to Mayo.

Taj Lands End, Mumbai

ou can never take Mayo away from a Mayoite. This is Ywhat I got to hear from every Mayoite I met around the

globe. I never really understood the true meaning of it until I

graduated from the school myself. And now, there's not been a

day, when I don't go around saying the same to anyone I catch

hold of. Mayo is something that gets deep within your blood.

And I won't be saying this unless I hadn't heard Mayoites even

from the late 50's or 60's batch talk about it with the same

passion as me. What does this mean? Simply, that even after

over a century Mayo still carries its pride in style and

continues to create leaders.

There has lately been this question being raised on Mayo's

credibility in creating the “gentlemen” it promises to make out

of a child. Also, that it isn't paying as much attention on

studies as a school should. But today, as times change, the

definition of a gentleman and 'good student' changes too.

Today, work isn't limited to just the table. A person must be

exceptionally versatile and equally confident. And being a

Mayoite, I can say that's exactly what Mayo has made me.

Talking about academics, I think inspite of not paying

attention to it, Mayo is consistently taking a leap in its board

results.

Something I'd like to say for the current students - a fairy tale

is only as good at its climax. So it is necessary to fill in the holes

in your story before you graduate from the school and grab

every opportunity possible. And something equally important

is to carry the flag with pride and spread the true definition of

a “Mayoite” across the globe.

of a ...MayoiteThe true identity Rananjai Singh

Class of 2011Studying Architecture

By

in School of Planning and Architecture, Bhopal

Photograph: Rananjai Singh Contact: rananjai@

gmail.com

Playing a double role...From our Old Boys

Every Mayo graduateI know is a very

person...practicalCapt. Sushil Karwasra

Class of 1982 joined class 6th and went through all the drills of the initial days in a

boarding school. My first class, I clearly remember, was an English

Lesson with Mr. Samar Bhaduri who too was teaching his first lesson at IMayo College.

During my school life, Mayo laid great emphasis upon discipline and

studies, the levels of discipline were of different nature then. The methods

of enforcing 'verticals' were very harsh but effective. My Principal (Mr.

SSN Ganju), was a tough man but innovative in imparting punishments

whenever our mischief crossed the lines. But what we are today is only

because of the strictness and the discipline that was then enforced on us.

Today, as an Old Boy, I can proudly mention that I have been able to

achieve much more than what I had dreamt of in those days. I find, in

myself, a better person who can remain positive under any circumstances

and manage situations, good or bad, that life brings with it. For the last

three years, by virtue of my experience in the army, I am imparting expert

training in the corporate world which includes development of leadership

qualities, motivation and team building through outdoor adventure

activities (OBT).

Every Mayo graduate I know is a very practical person, full of zeal and with

a determination coupled with courage to fulfill his dreams.

I only wish my son Rajat Karwasra (Class X, Jodhpur House) graduates

from Mayo as a better human being and is able to confront all the

challenges of life to stand as a winner in all the situations presented before

him.

Talking statistically, till date approximately 13000 Mayoites (100 students

per year for the last 130 years) have made and are making themselves and

this institution proud by their deeds and acts.



Save the Earth!From our Old Boys

HH Maharao Brijraj Singh of Kotah

Ex-President, Mayo College General Council

Class of 1952

Our Monsoon and WaterMother Nature does not take kindly to man's mindless fiddling with her. No one in authority gives a thought towards this problem, no one cares a fig!

have been asked by the

student Editor-in-Chief of

The Mayo Mail to contribute Ian article to this newsletter in time

for our annual P.G. They have also

asked other Old Boys who are well

k n o w n a s j o u r n a l i s t s o r

commentators to do so. Why I

have been honoured to do so in

such distinguished company I do

not know, but I am doing the best

under the circumstances.

I have believed that we in India are

facing a water crisis. Although we

read in the papers about this, I

personally do not see any serious

efforts or concrete policies or

actions to combat this emerging

scenario. This is the typical

manner in which our government

moves. We too are lackadiasical in

our attitude. Till the disaster

strikes, we pay only lip-service in

our chalta hai attitude! It is high

time India awakens to this serious

phenomenon and does something

concrete in fighting the looming

grim crisis.

During the Chau Maasa or the

monsoon season, the majority of

our cities, towns and villages face

annual flooding. This is mostly a

man made phenomenon, which

has been increasing as the years go

by. Fifty years ago we did not hear

or see such things, at least not in

the manner and in the frequency

that it happens now. Now it is

taken for granted by the public that

after a good shower our localities

will be flooded, our roads will go

under water affecting public life.

Our storm water drains are never

cleaned. Our civic administration

is next to zero. Practically every

municipality is riddled with

corruption, inaptitude and

mismanagement. In the greed for

the lucre, land mafias are more

powerful than the government

agencies. Illegal houses or colonies

come up or are allowed to be built

without any sanctions in the

natural beds of rivers or lakes.

When natural drainage is blocked

by such mindless “development”,

the slightest heavy rainfall floods

these illegal colonies. Mother

Nature does not take kindly to

man's mindless fiddling with her.

No one in authority gives a thought

towards this problem, no one cares

a fig! The result is there for all to

see. Land values are believed to be

more important than water. And

so this colossal wastage of public

exchequer goes on year after year.

A good dose of rain drowns the

city, town or village. The

aftermath in the clean-up, in


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DID YOUKNOW ?

The first ten residential houses

for boys cost approximately r4.5 Lakhs.

Prithviraj House used to be the

Principal’s House, with a very

beautiful garden, where we now

have the junior tennis courts.

Durgadas House used to be the

Vice-Principal’s residence and

was called Madden House.

The Junior Swimming Pool is

older than the Gibson Pool.

Mayo College was made a public

school only after 1947.



rehabilitation of people living in

these illegal colonies, is a total

wastage of funds. If only theses

illegal colonies were disallowed

at the very beginning there would

be no flooding of housing

colonies. The old parts of a town

or a city never get flooded. It is

only our new townships and

colonies built with scant regard to

natural drainage which are

affected by floods.

The economic loss which India

suffers annually due to floods is

s i m p l y t o o l a r g e a n d i s

incalculable! And each year

perhaps this loss grows more. It is

quite clear and evident that the

rains are becoming more variable

and more extreme in intensity.

Deforestation increases the

frequency and severity of floods.

In other words the rainfall is

g e t t i n g m o r e a n d m o r e

unpredictable and when it comes,

the ferocity is great. For example,

this year in a single day it rained

the entire yearly average of

rainfall in Kutch. In Jaisalmer city

one saw temples awash with hip-

deep flood waters in August.

Witness the twin typhoons that

hit the Philippines, deluging it.

And Bangkok got swamped with a

raging flood which had 1/3rd of

Thailand in water which is quite

unprecedented! We saw the great

River Mahanadi bursting its

banks and turning Orissa into a

vast lake. In Bihar ravaging rivers

are an ever increasing spectacle.

Now it is a certainty in the new

Kota built without planning or

thought after 1950 - that it will

get floods if it rains well.

Asia has seen this summer epic

monsoon rains, causing billions of

dollars in damage. So what does

this all point to? It is apparent that

something strange is afoot in the

way our climate works. A climate

change is very much in the

making whether we wish to

believe it or not. Scientists say

that they are now beginning to

distinguish between a normal

monsoon and what they say is

showing up as an extreme rain

event. The monsoon is a very

complex matter to comprehend

and predict, dependent on many

variables spread across half the

world.

Therefore, it becomes important

that we understand this vital

factor and change the way we

think and deal with water. A total

of 90% of all the rain is lost to us as

it drains away in the seas. It is

getting more and more evident

that rainfall in future shall come

in greater unpredictable patterns.

We shall see more severe

downpours. If we can harvest it,

conserve most of it for our use, for

our economic and agricultural

benefit, we shall prosper.

Channelisation and holding of

rain water, at every place must

become our mission. It is the only

way for a bright future-for water

is life.

Talking BusinessFrom our Old Boys

Vikram Singh Mehta

Chairman, Shell Group of Companies, India

Class of 1969

The Challenges AheadIronically, the current disturbances in the world economy

offer the young a huge opportunity.

he international and

domest ic backdrop

against which the Ts tudent s o f Mayo are

studying and playing is not

bright.

The world economy is in the

throes of slow growth;

f i n a n c i a l i m b a l a n c e ;

unemployment and resource

scarcity. America faces a

massive fiscal deficit and

polarized politics. In Europe,

Greece, Spain, Italy, Portugal

are finding it difficult to

service their debt and there is

a real risk that the Euro-zone

might fall apart. Japan is still

struggling to recover from a

decade of no growth. China,

the Middle Eastern countries

and Brazil are still pushing

ahead but even their growth

rates have slowed. In addition

the world economy is facing

the danger of global warming and

environmental pollution. People

still debate as to when and by how

much the temperature will increase

and what will be its consequences on

sea levels, rainfall, etc. but very few

now question the fact that man is

responsible for the current

ecological and climatic imbalance. opportunism and greed has opened And even fewer doubt that up.something must be done to weaken

the linkage between economic The best and brightest of my father's development and environmental generation went into public life. degradation. They joined the private sector only if

they could not get into the Indian In India also there are worrying Foreign Service or the Indian signs. The economy has faltered the Administrative Service. The best initial projections that economic and brightest of my generation growth would be 9% in 2011-12 has chose the private sector and in now been scaled down to 7 - 7.5%; particular the financial institutions. inflation remains stubbornly close to The pendulum should now be double digit; industry is not swinging back. The challenges investing in new capacity and there ahead are immense and leaders of is a broad based concern about the character and principles are now quality of our leadership and urgently required. Whether in governance. private life or public service, people

Paradoxically, this situation offers must recognize that personal

the young a huge opportunity. It fulfillment cannot be achieved at the

offers them the chance to redeem cost of public interest. I am glad and

the mistakes made by their elders. It proud that Mayo engenders in its

offers them the hope that with the students this balance between

right mix of education, ambition and personal aspirations and principled

principles they can occupy the lifestyles.

pub l i c space tha t po l i t i ca l

It offers them (youth) the chance to redeem the mistakes made by their elders and the hope that with the right mix of education, ambition and principles they can occupy the public space that political opportunism and greed has opened up.

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Opinion

Always remember, you are the only one to decide what’s right...

was never fond of creative was so scared, I didn't look up once. It

freedom. More so, because I never was like I was reading myself a book Iconsidered myself creative in the at night, murmuring tid-bits for my

first place. So when the editor of The own hearing. Zero on projection,

Mayo Mail asked me to write on zero on eye contact and maybe a five

anything, it was tough to choose. I am in diction. I unanimously secured last

not qualified to preach, nor am I old position. The most embarrassing

enough to teach. So, I thought I moment ever. Next year, Class 8,

would just share two stories of my same situation. When I was asked to

student life at Mayo. debate again, I knew I would say no.

But I said yes. Primarily, because in It was the year 2004; I was a new

class 8 you are so scared of the whole student (Class7) in Oman House.

new house-new senior-housemaster Introverted and socially awkward, I

scenario that you just don't argue. sat rather comfortably in the

Also because I felt that it couldn't be backbenches of all student activities.

any worse. I had already declared Mr.Sanjay Khati (My English

myself a fool, rather publicly. So I did teacher) would often make me read

it, and I came first. After that, there the chapters of our literature text

was no looking back. Now when I books aloud. I used to hate it, I would

think about it, I know that it all have just preferred doing nothing.

happened that day when I went with Later in February, we were to have

nothing to lose. So lesson number 1: the Oman House Inter Section

In school, avail every opportunity, Debate. I was chosen to be the

accept every challenge and embrace participant from 7 E. I had never

every new adventure with an I-have-debated before, nor had possessed

nothing-to-lose attitude. If you truly any ambition for it. On the final day,

think about it, you actually don't.I stood on the podium at Bikaner

Pavilion. About a hundred faces For a long time after joining Mayo, I

looked down on me as I read from my was a complacent boy. I lived in my

scribbled and torn pieces of notes. I own little world. It was a vulnerable

Devvrath Bhartia

Class of 2009Studying BSc Business Mgmt.

at King’s College, London

I stood on the podium at the

Bikaner Pavilion. About a hundred

faces looked down on me...I was so

scared, I didn't look up once. I

unanimously secured last

position. The most embarrassing moment ever.

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The Miracle called Mayo

age, where I had a series of personality

paradoxes. There is an urge to find

acceptability, to emerge as the star

among your friends. For some you

become cool by abusing the faculty.

For the others, you become cool if you

are a football or cricket champ. Or for

most, you become cool just by being

with cool people. I never became cool,

though I really wanted to at times. But

what it ended up doing to me is that is

caused an identity crisis. There were

groups, not individuals. I did what

everybody or 'my group' did. It led to

what in schools is famously called

“peer pressure.” Trust me, it's the

worst thing you can let happen to you.

I know it's easier said than done, I've

been there and done that. But much

later in life, or actually maybe even in

class 11 or 12 you regret it. Sure at

times, I ended up as the fool. At times,

I was called uncool. I also lost some

friends. However, I became me. It

took me 4 years, the journey from an

invisible boy to a present individual.

Lesson 2: Come into your own, leave a

mark. Of yourself, not of your

company. Separate yourself.

The choice is yours for grabs. Choose

the right attitude, and choose the

right identity. And remember, you

are the only one to decide what's

right.

utting your son in a boarding school is like letting your heart

walk out of your body. And you still do that because of the

innumerable advantages that it offers. It is an experience Pthat every child must go through at least once in his life time. A

boarding school like Mayo provides an environment conducive to

the all-round development of a child. It provides you opportunities

to grow, to lead, to be a team player and more importantly to be a

good human being. It puts you in touch with reality and also opens

the door to endless possibilities.

It teaches you the importance of success and also teaches you that

success is nothing but failure turned inside out. It allows you to

understand people and not be judgmental about them; it allows you

to learn from the mistakes that others make, it allows you to

challenge your limits and it gifts you with friends for life. It aids you

to be fiercely independent and yet be humane. It makes you

physically tough as well as mentally enduring. It provides you with

an opportunity to unleash the potential that lies within you. It

teaches you to be happy even when you are far away from your

loved ones and you reckon the worth of the larger family that you

are made to be a part of. It instills in you a sense of equality and fair

play by providing you with the same opportunities that it does to

everyone else. However, it also tells you that sky is the limit, if only

you are able to reach out...... It encourages you to be different in a

world which is becoming increasingly similar. It guides you to live

by your value system and it also equips you to make one of your

own.

Mayo teaches you time management, it teaches you multi-tasking

and how to utilize your resources to the optimum, it teaches you to

take pride in yourself, it teaches you humility and team building;

all of which are vital virtues for a child to inculcate in himself. It

teaches you to stretch your limits and then to redefine them! It

The called Mayo MiracleRakhee Garg

by

Eng. Dept.Junior School

Illustration: Pranav Mitra

makes you disciplined, and yet so

very flexible.

It teaches you the importance of

food and what it is to sleep on an

empty stomach. It teaches you to

take the highs and lows of life in

your stride and still not lose focus. It

also teaches you to value what one

have been blessed with. It teaches

you to make choices and also tells

you that life is not all about multiple

choice questions. It teaches you to

take a decision and stand by it. It

makes you believe that it is not the

decision that is right or wrong, but

it is ultimately what you make of it.

It just doesn't teach you to make the

best of your life while you are there,

but also tells you how different the

world is, outside the campus. It

teaches you to hold your head high

and at the same time, to keep your

feet firmly planted on the ground.

And the preaching doesn't end

here....for what you gain from an

institution like Mayo, isn't

something that can be summed up

in an article...it's the belief in

yourself, the will to make a

difference and an undying faith to

make it all happen that you plant in

your being while you are here. It is

so firmly rooted in you when you

step out, that it helps you to bridge

all the gaps, overcome all the

obstacles and at the same time

accept all that life has to offer-with

grace and dignity. And it's only then

that you bow down in reverence to

your Alma Mater, and thank

destiny for letting the miracle called

'Mayo' happen to you!

Mayo...I still in youliveWhile still in Mayo, a major confusion in my mind was that why does no old boy describe his life in Mayo so aptly that it seems just right; now, when I am in those shoes, I know, how inexplicable this feeling is...

Akshay Kumaria

Bachelor of Commerce (Hons.)Kirori Mal College, DU

Class of 2010 (Head Boy)

t the Delhi University metro station, this got stuck inside my head A“Your sacred space is where you find yourself again and again.”

For others, this probably is an ordinary caption on the advertisement

board, but to me, it's the main gate of Mayo- from where I entered,

from where I left. It directs me to the place which taught me how to

connect the dots of life and not settle with an average picture. It

reminds me of my first lesson, in my own words - Imagination of the

young is not embellished.

It is bold not cold.

If you don't know about it, it has chosen to skip you.

This actually, also reminds me that lessons are not just learnt inside

classrooms, something that I learnt here too.

This 'if' made me work and achieve what my Mayo records show.

It's a matter of practising continuously, what you believe in, and

letting the rest happen on its own. Things will happen slowly- that's

why someone discovered 'time'.

There's no ideal thing to do, and that, according to me is the best part

about being in Mayo. It suggests, without governance! We taste our

freedom here, and here, we learn to keep it with ourselves. How

fortunate we guys are, to have studied here, a place where there are

limitless opportunities and there are no boundaries to spontaneity-

that's how every individual dreams of living, and more fortunate are

we, to have experienced this early in our lives.

Mayo, I still live in you- you still live in me. You are a friend, a dear

friend, who always will stand by me, silently, I know. Of course, you

don't talk much, but when I am near you, you grasp me in your arms

and make me feel proud of your love.

You love every child of yours equally, and yet your love is undivided.

You give us time and have nourished us well. I am sure you'll always

stay the same-the best parent to some, house to some, school to some

but a memory to all. Love you a lot!

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Best of (2011)The Mayo MailHowlers Opinion Polls

Let's there be light!

Everybody sit jao!

Please be relax.

I can't see any pen moving!

Are you 9-A?

Save me from habits that harms…

You was cheating!

I will reach before you, but you should already be there!

I have been featured in the Times of India of New York!

She is an Old Boy of Mayo Girls.

There was an earthquake in the city of Japan.

What a tradegy!

I want to be an Mayo Mail editor.

Not everybody will go, only onebody will go.

When I lost my temper, I lose it!

She has two children, a daughter and a girl.

Red is perhaps the most colourful colour.

Sir, don’t give me a tick for without reason.

I’ll letter-write to the Principal!

Make two single lines.

Do you think it's high time Mayo implemented IB in its curriculum? (Issue No. 41)Yes: 65.32%No: 26.53%Can’t Say: 8.16%142 voters

Do you pay attention to assembly talks and workshops? (Issue No. 42)Yes: 47.30%No: 40.54%Can’t Say: 12.16%174 voters

What do you prefer: Sports or Academics? (Issue No. 43)Sports: 34.78%Academics: 19.57%Both: 45.65%189 voters

Do you think Mayo College should try out Invigilator-free exams? (Issue No. 51)Yes: 85.64%No: 13.26%Can’t Say: 1.1%181 voters

Which is your favourite newspaper? (Issue No. 56)The Times of India: 73.41%The Hindustan Times: 12.08%The Hindu: 4.23%The Indian Express:3.63%Others: 6.65%331 voters

Defining SuccessA successful man is one who can lay a firm foundation with the

bricks others have thrown at him

Krishit Arora

BT House

Class X

ard work is the key to success. For generations and generations, this

assertion was a golden rule, something that defined success. With a shift in

paradigm, not only has the lock evolved, but the keys have also. This is the Hera of technocrats; of combinations and permutations. Today, 'one' is too small a

number to achieve greatness. The master lock of success cannot be opened by a

single key. You need an exceptional permutation.

Though I have tested my findings only in a game of Monopoly, yet I am sure they

stand true for the material world as well. A physics fanatic, I'll express it, as an

equation:

Success = Character * Intelligence * Luck

Character refers to hard work and qualities of honesty, courage, determination

and integrity. Hard work, alone, cannot guarantee success. One's sincerity, guts,

grit and veracity help pave the path for success. It is one's character that is tested

during tough times. 'A successful man is one who can lay a firm foundation with

the bricks others have thrown at him'. What one does under pressure, defines the

path ahead. 'A diamond is just a piece of coal that has performed best under

pressure.'

Intelligence is the spine of a success. In the competitive world today, it is not hard

work, but smart work that is preferred. One must know where sweat has to be

invested and must separate oneself. A very naïve, but true example- A donkey

works for 18 hours and sleeps for 6, while its vice-versa for a lion. But the lion is

the king. Intelligence also includes making choices and decisions. Life is a bunch

of dilemmas. It is our choices that make us. Therefore, do what you love and love

what you do!

Luck is a combined subset of both character and intelligence. While one may work

hard and intelligently, without luck by the side, it becomes too difficult to attain

success. Luck may not be supportive, but it can surely be molded. One must

remember destiny is not predestined; it is made every second by one's actions. If

one can live and let others live cheerfully around him, the future is prosperous.

Eventually, it is the sum of one's deeds that uplifts one's luck.

According to the equation, if any of the above is missing, there is no success.

Though different people may perceive success in different ways, you need all of

these ingredients, maybe in different quantities. As a final point, success is not the

destination; it is a journey, a continuous progress.

It is not hard work, but smart work that

is preferred...A donkey works for

18 hours and sleeps for 6, while its vice-versa for a lion. But the lion is

the king.

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Photoshop

Today every eye emerges expelling enmity,

Only some stray souls search serenity.

Mere mistakes make mighty men mad,

Only lunatic lamenters like loving lonely lads.

Raged, rampaging rats rip righteous remaining rootless,

Revered rulers reign rustic ruins, raized ruthless.

Order offenders omnipresent obnoxiously overpampered,

When will we win, which wretched wonder?

TomorrowTomorrow

A b s t r a c tPoetry

The Editorial Team

The Last Prize Giving

by Ankit Mittal

Class X

by Ankit Mittal

Class X

by Ankit Mittal

Class X It is that time of the year

again...the Prize Giving has

arrived, and sadly, this will

be my last one here. Right

since the time I joined

Mayo, the most cherished

memories I have are of the

PG. I only hope that when I

attend this event the next time, as an Old Boy, I

am as happy, satisfied and confident as I am

today. Also, I wish all the very best to my batch

for their upcoming Board Exams and the

present boys for their time ahead at Mayo.

f I had never walked into Ithis three hundred acre

campus, the meaning and

motive of this four letter

world called LIFE would

never have ignited in my

mind. My best time at

Mayo College included

those times where my mind was enthralled with

emotion, elation and euphoria. My time at

Mayo College can be easily called the Kodak

Moment of my life…so say cheese!

Maayank Murti

Photograph: Rananjai Singh

(L to R) Siddhant Datta, Kushagra Agarwal, Mridul Godha, Krishit Arora, Maanav Saraf

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