Graduation Ceremony, 2014.

The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams.

On January 24, 2014, The Indian School celebrated the graduation of the outgoing batch of class 12.

We believe that Graduation is not the end but a new beginning. The exercise therefore, commenced with the customary academic procession. In a symbolic gesture, the teachers handed on the lamp of knowledge', as it were to the students in the train. As each flame burned brighter, the students became one with the milestone-moment and the School motto, Knowledge is power. The responsibility now rested on the young shoulders to carry forward the wisdom gathered from their teachers in the years to come and in the places where their lives will lead them.

Next, a captivating Odissi recital by the dance students invoked Lord Ganesh, the harbinger of good luck. This was followed by an inspirational song sung by the teachers' choir.

In her address, Principal, Mrs Tania Joshi, conveyed the sentiments of the Chairman, Mr Prafull Goradia and Vice- Chairperson, Dr. (Mrs.) Nayana Goradia. The Principal went on to add that she wished all her students to remember: How others see you is not important. How you see yourself means everything. She added: Have faith in yourself, love yourself, respect yourself and you will reach the pinnacle of success.

Mrs. Sangeeta Aswani, mother of Gaurav Aswani ( Science ) shared her experiences, as Sahil Sarna, representing the students of his stream carried us across the canvas of his thoughts. Mrs. Deepika Gupta, mother of Kamayani Gupta of Commerce and Mrs. Meenakshi Mahendru, mother of Ishaan Mahendru of Humanities spoke about their association over the years and shared their belief in partnering with School at every step. Anubha Sagar and Kriti Dang representing the students of Commerce and Humanities, respectively, offered their deep and sincere thanks as they narrated how they grew into confident and responsible young adults.

The nostalgic students basked in the glory of their individual achievements as the citations were read and handed over by the teachers. A power- point presentation of photographs collected from the school archive took us all on a sentimental journey down memory lane.

Director, Mr. Raisinghanis address to the students filled them with renewed determination. As a soulful finale, they held aloft their lamps and rendered the school song. The release of balloons on the front lawn lifted quickly to embrace the clouds, as we teachers sat back, assured that we had built spirits to soar.

Dr. Anu Singh offered the vote of thanks as those assembled dispersed to enjoy a coffee with biscuits.

Speech of Kamayani Guptas Mother

Goodevening teachers, parents and dear students. This day is very special as we all are going to witness our children clearing the boards and taking the next step toward their carreer and lives. i would like to thank the principal Mrs. Tania Joshi and her team of skilfull teachers in their selfless endeavour in moulding our children as positive and harmonious human beings. They have geared them to face life rationally, logically and in a rightfull manner. There really are no words to express my gratitude to that they have done in brightning our childrens future. i am very glad and can vouch for all the parents that our decision to enrol our children in your loving care has proved to be a blessing in disguise for us. Our children, today are living example of a good human being with their essential qualities. The schools motto Knowledge Is Power has enabled them to find a path in this competitive world. i am overwhelmed with emotions. Today we all are gathered here to wish you all luck as you climb another step in the ladder of life. i sincerely thank all of them from the bottom of my heart and All The Best For Your ForthComing Exams.

- ThankYou

Speech of Kriti Dang

It is said that time flies- yes, it does! It seems as if the day just passed when we as toddlers, some with a mischievous smile and others with a whimpering cry entered The Indian School gates. And now the time has arrived to leave school. But I believe what we learnt in school will never leave us.

The fuss around school each morning, the gossips before the first bell rang, the laughter at poor jokes, the apprehensions of being listed as a defaulter, the buzz at the canteen and fun playing in the ground all the time we spent together will Over these years, each time we toppled over our teachers taught us to rise and resume. They have scolded us for our mistakes, praised us for our achievements and encouraged us all through. They have always been a helping hand, were forever ready to listen and be a friend. Thus on behalf of the entire batch of Class XII I thank all our teachers for not only teaching lessons meant to be tested in an examination but also lessons meant to be tested in LIFE.

In this memorable journey we met people at every stop, said hello and made friends. We exchanged notes, learnt a lot, had fun and got tied in a bond. Now this journey is approaching its terminal. Our destination- this unknown world seems to be waiting for us. We will have to bid adieu and go our separate ways. If days wont allow us to see each other, reminiscence will and if our eyes wont see The Indian School building each day again, our will never forget it.

Under the guidance and support of the alma mater I have evolved from a bud into a bloom. Today with humility, confidence and perseverance I am ready to face

KRITI DANG

Speech of Meenakshi Mahendru (Ishan Mahendru's Mother)

I remember my childhood, being the teachers student- two pigtails- hanging on to Sister Francis every word. When I had my kids, I always worried whether they would have the same value system in this indecisive World. Turns out, I need not have worried, because Acharya-Devo-Bhava is at the base of my sons value pyramid- a foundation that has extended towards his friends, classmates, environment and fortunately, his parents- he listens to us at the dinner table.

I remember the first day when Ishan reached The Indian School. To him, it was just another play school. But I had this pleasant feeling that he is entering an institution where he will not only gain education but also attain self-actualization. All through the 14 years he attended this school, my pleasant feeling turned into a reality.

If we parents are successful in our efforts to bring up our children into well behaved and driven individuals, it is due to the earnest efforts of the school as a whole in bringing out their talents. The schools citizenship program, peer educator program, debates and the curriculum- all aim at making the children feel confident enough to be one with the world.

To the batch of 2014, I wish the best. Im sure they would not only exceed their expectations, but also stand up to the schools aspirations.

Since it is the people who make an institution and not just the walls surrounding us, I thank the Principal, the teachers, the staff and the batch mates in their contribution to the imperative success of our children.

Speech of Anubha Saggar

Realizing the fact that this is probably the last time I stand to speak here, on the very podium I once used to dread as a child,it makes me go numb and blocks out every other feeling when it finally dawns upon me that this unreal, seemingly distant last day of my school life has finally arrived.I dont know how to start or in what manner to begin expressing my appreciation for the things my school has made me into,words choke me now as my thoughts are engulfed in a plethora of emotions , attempting to obscurely remember the very first day I entered the school gates , with my parents heaving a sigh of relief that they would finally get 6 hours of peace and quiet in the house and my wonder at the role this tall red building would have in a life I had just begun. It overwhelms me today when I look back to see from where I started and where I reached, from the crybaby I was, so timid and underconfident of what I felt, always in awe of everybody to the confident and strong opinionated person I stand here today.These 15 wonderful years have defined me in million, countless ways, moulded my personality and sharpened up my rough ends and built inside me an anchor strong enough to face the outside world.And no,I dont mean to start a preaching here or some saintly talk on the usual,overrated ugly duckling to swan transformation but attempting to thank all the people who have made it worth my while these 15 years would be an understatement.my teachers, my friends and my family, words fail to express the gratitude and humble appreciation which swims the pathways of my mind now.Be it those staybacks for the teachers day or secretly preparing for a farewell to bid adieu to our beloved seniors or those hardworked days of the school exhibition or the excitement of the Annual Day,from teasing your bestfriends for their easily flared temper or for losing out highest in eco to you by a margin or to proudly see your most shy friend take charge of organizing the farewell and be appointed as the co curricular captain , each and every fragile detail spent here seems transfixed in my head, not ready to accommodate this farewell.And as a stand here and look back at something Ill always have as a part of me to cherish,I speak well aware of what lies ahead.The piling assignments, those constant motivational talks, attempts to work harder and excel yourself and at times those wretched waves of giving up.In another 2-3 months from now,we all will be consumed with our college lives and the new found freedom and fears ,try to live upto the expectations people have of us,compete to build a better life ahead.The only bond that will ever remain to connect us all together will be this same red building,standing tall,laced with affection,the days when we all will eagerly await the alumni function to get together for the sake of old times.So heres thanking my soon to be alma matter,my teachers and ofcourse my batchmates for making these 15 years such a prized journey.To end on a related note-Dreams never came with an expiry date.The best and most beautiful things in life cannot be seen or even touched-they must be felt with the heart.And as I fall out of this trance of reminiscence,its time to gear up for a new life ahead.Lets exceed the expectations people have of us by achieving our dreams with absolute brilliance and perfection.

Graduation Day Speech by Sahil Sarna As I stand at the threshold of a new beginning, I dont know what to do, I dont know what to say, I dont know who I am, but I know who I want to be, and that is the precious gift that The Indian School has given me. Good evening, respected members of the Management, Principal, Parents and my humble and oh so nave friends. I actually had to pinch myself twice in the morning, wash my face, even look for a totem to spin, but only to find out that it isnt a dream. This day is actually here. I never expected to find myself at this podium delivering a speech infront of you all. Now I dont plan to make you all cry, but as a precaution Im asking to keep a tissue in your hand and your make up intact. Did you ever actually give it a thought that one-day, youll be leaving this place for good? The place you dreaded to enter on your first day, as you clung to your mother, crying, not to leave you in a place with unfamiliar faces! But mother assured you that one-day, this place would become your home. We must have stared at our parents with incredulous faces and horrified eyes? Then slowly but surely as the seasons changed, we began to feel more and more comfortable and soon enough we walked about like at home. Where did the years go..before we realised it became time to leave and the tears just won't stop rolling. I guess that must be how life is. Life is a kaleidoscope of memories. Each moment, each memory, is what defines us. All the precious moments spent with our friends will remain with us forever. Now everythings going to change. Now the corridors will neither echo with Ishaans laughter, nor with Gaurav and Sauravs lame jokes. We won't see those four blonde glamorous divas, or our rebellious Einstein or our big boy Shiva or our crazy bio student, who tears stuff when he is angry. We won't get to cook- up stories about our Milkha Singh either. Also, we won't get to hear Mrinals Thoko Talli like on the Virat Khai Trip. Dont know about you guys, but I'm for sure, going to miss getting ticked off by Anu Maam! Well whatever they were. Also our sweet and artistic Tapeshwar Sir, who can compete with Van Gogh. And the motherly figure of Hema Maam. Do you remember the ballroom dance in the tenth? Look around for your partners and see how much we have changed; and yet everything still remains the same. If I played the music once more, would you still like to dance with those people again, for one last time? Ahh, Time passes so quickly Oh Time! How can I forget my two partners in crime, Ansh and Manik. No matter what curve ball was thrown at us, we took it as a challenge and grabbed it in skill I bet theyll miss our camaraderie as the three musketeers. By far the most profound experience of my school life was when I had to suddenly step in to position as House Captain. The guy who rarely attended March Past practice was suppose to handle the whole battalion! So, I chose the perfect flag- bearer, Ansh, who supported me throughout and interestingly, he too had a loud voice. In the end, with grit and hard work, we achieved a perfect synchronization and actually, unbelievingly won the march past. This was a turning point for me, as I battled my fears and learnt an important lesson in my school life. I would like to thank my parents for their unconditional love and support throughout these 14 years. I would also like to thank our teachers for patiently guiding us and helping us grow. And specially our junior school-teachers who played along with us in our formative years. I would like to thank Tania Maam. Her hand remains over my head and I hope will always do. Shes the one who has been my support system in this school. At last, I would like to thank something really special to me. Something, which helped me make a mark at School. MY MAC. ;) As we move forward in the world, there will be obstacles. But every challenge is a chance to succeed Thankfully dreams can change. If we were all stuck with our first dream, the world would be overrun with cowboys and princesses. So whatever your dream is right now, if you dont achieve it, you havent failed and you are no loser just pick yourself up and dream again. That would make a winner. In the end, I would like to thank all of you, for being a part of my school life. Each and every person present here has shared a memory with me, which Ill cherish forever. Now it's time to move on to a new phase of our lives. Along the way we have learnt many lessons. The person I hated the most if like a brother to me now. My Best Friend, since the time Yahoo Messenger came, taught me the true meaning of friendship. A person close to me has taught me how to find happiness even in the little things of life and how to face the world with a killer- smile! If you guys ever need me, just look for the brightest star in the sky, and youll see me. As we leave, just remember one thing, the old rules are crumbling and nobody knows what the new rules are so make your own rules, and rule the world. Thank you all very much. Sahil Sarna, class12.