Home Coming Poem by Kizhekepat Sankaran

It was a wonderful meet
A meeting of old friends, lost and found
Through the net and word of mouth
Through incessant urgings of the friends of yore

It meant unscheduled leaves of absences
Long travel over oceans and missed dollars
Of setting aside competing business interests
Oh! What a triumph - of heart over heads

All for a couple of days of homecoming
To converge in the sylvan settings of the new campus
Just to breathe the city air that set sail
Of our destinies in the world of toil

To say hello and trade past memories
Of exploits in n’ around Langford Road
Of missed classes and dreams
Of games and harmless light-mindedness

It was a time to share thoughts of paths taken and not taken
Of new relationships, of new births
Of seeing youngsters, bright eyes and sprightly limbs
A new generation, full of hope, promise and mirth

Of meeting old teachers
Who have changed and not changed
Wisdom and everyday ordinariness commingled
Age and humanness all bared

Oh, what have twenty five years done?
Each of us changed a tone different
Wiser we would suppose
Our children would oppose, stupider they would rant!