February 2012

No, I did not get lost. True, it’s been some time since I posted a blog entry. No excuses either! After ages it seems, I expect to be in Mumbai between the 12th to the 15th of February 2012. During this brief period, I hope to visit Vinayala where Fr. Bulchand is resident.

On the 14th of February, I plan to visit St. Stanislaus high School. Do not ask me why? I guess because it played such a big part in my childhood. Perhaps because so many of my memories are rooted there. Maybe I hope to meet old timers like myself who shared the same space and experiences. How do I go about getting in touch with SSESA members who know me from back then?


I would love to talk to senior students who are looking for careers. So also, I would love to meet young students who are seriously financially disadvantaged. And I have just one day. Any ideas?

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