English Lovers @ St. Mary's Pala

Sliding down the memory lane Echoes on the hall ways Were ringing like endless chimes The flowers from the centennial park Withered but carved our story  On the  bleachers. Two years passed since we started walked in here with the wrinkle on the sleeve Hiding all the insecurities. I could see many eyes flickering Breathing flames and the gasps That fogged up the glasses. But the waves and smiles lit the room Now the blues passed through the golden sky And the rest is bathed in the after glow Its excruciating, Had to switch to the tiny screen and  the blue light Wish we could keep on writing the Pages we stopped halfway through. Wish we could listen to the voices That stormed the classroom walls  one  more time. Because it is the end of an era. But I am leaving a book mark here So that I could revist. But you left us with a permanent mark That glows in the dark. There are no final good byes. But now it is time to bid farewell. By ... Aksa Roy, XII A

  "A teacher takes a hand, opens a mind and touches a heart"  Dear teachers, All of us want you to know that, we are and will always be grateful that 'you' were there to take our hands when we started our higher secondary journey as St. Marians.  Our time at school is something that we always keep close to our hearts. First year was so eventful ... Fresher's day, youth festival, Marian rally, mission day and many more happy and memorable days and events. We were looking forward to another beautiful year at school when the covid pandemic hit us. An unexpected turn of events.. lockdown and online classes...new way of teaching and learning..and many more new experiences. In all these circumstances, you were there.. supporting, motivating and guiding us. With your help we were able to cope up with the new situation and act accordingly...and our final year was not as dull as we had imagined. We will always remember, admire and respect your dedication and love towards u