Hey Jude don’t be afraid.
You were made to go out and get her.
The minute you let her under your skin,
Then you begin to make it better…
This is what Jadavpur did for me , and for many before me and hopefully for many after too.
Becoming a part of JUDE, of JU, at 18, gave me the wings I hadn’t yet realized I needed. JU taught me freedom, JU taught me individuality, JU taught me diversity. JU taught me that revolution and peace go hand in hand, rage and healing too.
Our professors redefined Authority and made it look better than it ever had before. Infact they rejected it. They believed in teaching us in a way that we had no choice but to be thrilled about attending classes. There was no attendance requirement, still isn’t. There was much more “dada” and “didi” than sir and maam.
We often bunked classes, but we never bunked university. Three years of my life, every single day, I was there. Whether I made it till the classroom or not is another story. Nobody judged us for missing classes; yet we were often left kicking ourselves in the shins for missing out on, what I soon realized, were the best lectures of my life. If that’s not Authority being sexy, I don’t know what is.
To return after 16 years, to be felicitated by the institution that taught me so much, far beyond the four walls of the classrooms, is a feeling of the highest honour, that I will remember till the end of my days.
Thank you JU for making me fearless. For helping me to make any sad song better, for teaching me to go out and get her, over and over again.
THANK YOU
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