The school has taught us human values along with the Indian Culture, of which we are so proud. It has given us the required knowledge, a fare sense of competitiveness in all fields - be it sports, cultural activities or academics. We are always grateful and pay our tribute to our teachers, staff members, management and the entire institution as a whole.

Mr.R.K.Bhartiya
( Ex -  Student )
President J.O.S.A ( Jaipuria Old Student's Association)

SCHOOL DAYS.

Now, six years after having left school, I often look back upon those days.  Sometimes I miss school, but, on most of the occasions it is just a reflection of the old days.  Reflections which relate to my present.

When I have met targets well within deadlines or when I have clinched off a good profitable deal, in short when I am successful, I know I owe it to the winning attitude developed way back in 1992.  Memories of those days are quite vivid in my mind.  The ICSE results had been declared.  I  tasted success for the first time.  This success changed me.  Two things happened at the same time.  Firstly, I realized the potential in me.  It dawned upon me that I could win if I wanted to.  Secondly, I liked the taste of success so much, that I developed a hunger for it and I am still hungry. I still remember my class teacher pulling me aside to tell me that she counted on me.  What began as an effort simply not to let her down has developed into a passion to win.  THANK YOU! My school.

When I see hard times ahead, I am not the least bothered.  Habits of working hard are instilled deep within.  If it could have been sixteen hours a day then, then why not how? There is only there is one difference – now I have to keep in mind the opposing forces.  I have to counter the competitors moves.  I am sharply aware that I may lose for no fault of mine.  Whereas in school it was a simple ratio – the more you sow, the more you reap.  It is at such times I wish I was back at school.

Yet when I am dejected, when I know I have lost because I wasn't good enough its a feeling of remorse and repentance.  Had I put in that extra bit of effort then, I wouldn't have lost now.  Incidentally, at this moment, the 'Board of Honour' in the school auditorium crosses my mind.  Just that extra bit of effort and my name could have been there.  Had I not wasted time gossiping and roaming around on the pretext of preparations for Founders' Day celebrations, or had I not fooled around trying to impress girls I found attractive, I know I wouldn't have lost now.  It is this, I want the students out there to be cautious of.  I want them to realize that its a cruel world outside.  It is the survival of the fittest.  People worship only the rising sun.  To make it to the top slot, you've got to begin right at the base.  So, there is no time to waste.  Also, you must be aware that with this esteemed institution serving as a platform for you, you are already 'advantage one' in the game.  So go ahead and reach for the stars, beyond the stars……….

BEST OF LUCK.

Vishal Bansal
( Class of 1994 )

THOUGHTS OF AN EX-JAIPURIAN.

The date was 4^th July, '97.  On this day when many Americans were celebrating their Independence Day, I had apprehensively entered the gates of Jaipuria school for the first time as a student.  Having changed eight schools in all during my entire school life, I was well accustomed to the first day nerves that drive butterflies in to your system.  But Jaipuria was a bit different.  The grandiose architecture seemed to welcome me, as did the outstretched arms of my would me classmates.  Instead of being nervous I experienced a warm sense of belonging.  And  I knew I had been absorbed into the Jaipurian community and blended into its ever-increasing richness.

As I keep thinking of my short but sweet stay at Jaipuria a mind-boggling conflict opens up within me.  Have I really left?  A fluid infinity of overflowing emotions builds up inside my heart saying, "May be not!!"  But the cold mind puts all doubts to rest.  Intellectually I have left but emotionally I am still there.  Some things take time to be absorbed into the subconscious mind.  Leaving the school is something which has still not sunk in.  It will take time and till then many a time I  shall wake in the morning thinking that I have to get ready for school.

Being a Jaipurian has meant a lot to me.  In these two years I have seen now complete an educational institution can be.  There are nice spacious classrooms, clean corridors, sprawling playgrounds, well-equipped science laboratories and the best computer lab in the whole of Kanpur.  However this is but a myopic view of a grand panorama, reducing a luxury liner to a lifeboat.  Beyond these material facilities lies the emotional safety that is associated with being a Jaipurian.  It meant that I was always looked after by my teachers, cared for by my seniors and respected by my juniors.  It is this love, care and respect that shall be forever engraved upon my memory.

I have experienced the pain of leaving schools many times before but this time the emotional turmoil was simply overwhelming.  Of the many reasons for that, the one that stands out is that this also marks the end of my school life.  One of the most cherished parts of my life is over and I shall have to begin anew at I.I.T.  But again, my selection into IIT has been a sweet parting gift that the school has given me.  Had it not been for the guidance of my teachers and encouragement from just about everybody else I would have stood no chance of qualification, let alone getting a good rank.

I may have gone but my association with the school does not end.  Unseen bonds bind me to this place and shall continue to do so for ever.  And I shall continue to cherish dreams.  Someday I might wake up one fine morning, get ready for school, line up for the assembly, sing the prayers, chant the National anthem, attend the classes and come back home tired and satisfied.

"O,the long lost days

Should just one of them come by

I'll cling to it as much as I can

And never let it fly."

Priyendra Singh Deshwal
( Class of 1999 )