Me and Suraj
I return to a friendship from my school days, trying to understand with greater maturity the boy who once protected me, shared those restless years with me, and later became my adversary.
I return to a friendship from my school days, trying to understand with greater maturity the boy who once protected me, shared those restless years with me, and later became my adversary.
I remember Samyel first as the formidable school watchman who rang the bell, guarded the grounds and frightened us with his cane. Looking back, I see a far more complex man behind the figure we feared as children.
I look back on the teachers who shaped me—not only through what they taught, but through encouragement, discipline, personality and the confidence they gave me at different stages of my life.
I remember Mona Madam as a cheerful, generous teacher who loved children instinctively. To me, she was never merely a teacher; she showed how naturally learning and affection could belong together.