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More Memoirs - just a few snaps

On our way back from the Nawal Weeraytan Camp - 10th Nov 02
Ranjini has struck up her most famous Pose.
Abhishek is quite serious in the foreground.
Atul looking quite sophisticated in his shades
Me in cream jacket and cap.. speechless at her pose!!!
CP in Red.... where are the Bulls???
Harpreet on my head..!!!

Our trip to the lake and back. - 9th Nov 02.
Manmeet in Black
Ranjini is in a very sombre pose here
Shilpa is right next to me
The only guy with a cap - me
Debashish in Grey and Black
Abhishek - between Shilpa and Ranjini.
Amit - Trying his luck with Priya
Achal - right extreme
The Lakeside view..! The 3rd day of the was decided to go for a hike..a trek if you may please at 6AM. The students were ready on time. The guide was late. You can say - we went down a mountain ..touched a pole and climbed back up the mountain. The only acheivement of the day was a 95 pairs of tired limbs

Hemant's hands reach out towards Pallavi as Pandian, Sachin and Rajat look up to the heavens
He held on to those hands for a long long time thereafter - boyfriend not withstanding.

V for Victory... so the sign says.
Ladies Shilpa, Ms.Ghatge,Sonali
Guys Amit, myself, Arshad,Namit Pandian,Sourav, Achal


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Campion Days - Class 10A
Batch of 1993 Sitting (L-R) Siddharth Rastogi , Shabbar Tambhawalla, Ashish Gupta, Ian Pinto, Jogesh Lulla, Kumarmangalam Bagrodia Standing Row 1 (L-R) Varun Rai, Rahul Guha, Nitin Kagzi, Raunak Shah, Amit Kumar, Dhananjay Pratap, Harshwardhan Bhuwalka, Anshul Pathania, Ashish Bhiwandikar, xxx Standing Row 2 (L-R) xxx, Karthik Ganeshan, Raghav Ramdev, Sachin Ranganathan, Karthik Deora, Vishal Rao, Pavit Chaddha , Arjun - yep thats me Standing Row 3 (L-R) Kush Mehta, Anand Dhuldhoya, Meherwan Joshi, Anant Bajaj, Gurpal Dhingra, Burjis Cursetji, Marzee Devichand. So I guess I got all the names, but 2. Not bad - 12 year s after passing out of school and not having been in contact with most of the people in this snap. I Spent 9 years at Campion. All the formative years were spent here, and we did form up well at the end of it. Today, people say that the Campionites are quite snooty and snobbish. Never really felt it at that point of time. We had a mixed crowd and more …