It was Jim Reeves who sang about a Brilliant Moon and Silver stars; of an old relationship that finished in agonizing recollections amid silver tears.
However, that was not the case on the eve of December 16,
2023, when a special group of guests flocked to Summerfields in Pannipitiya to
reminisce about their school days. There wasn’t a brilliant moon nor the silver
stars in a cloudy stormy sky. The banquet had many sparkling stars accumulated
for the most extravagant Fellowship of the year, organized by the Gurutalawa
Thomian fraternity
A thought that blossomed in the minds of Nimal Fernando in California
was supported by the Dulip & Rajpal de Silva brothers from Australia and ably assisted by Nage (Nagalingam)
and Somasundaram near us. It was for the immediate Post-Hayman Era brotherhood
that graced college from 1964 to 1974.
Even though wars cause pain and suffering, some of the
decisions that are made as a result of war have turned out to be good and had the
potential to be good.. S Thomas’ College in Gurutalawa was one such decision
taken during WWII to locate a branch of S Thomas’ College, Mt Lavinia in the
Uva hills.
Gurutalawa in 1942 resembled the Siberia… it
was in a very remote location not known to many in the city … access was by
train until recent that took almost 12 hours to get to. Parents kissed and bid goodbye to the
children on the platforms of the Fort railway station where they were entrusted
to the care of a teacher. Three months later they would reunite with their
parents on the same platform at the Fort Railway Station. This practice would
continue for five years until some would enter the school in Mt Lavinia,
venture into other institutions or be absorbed into professions that were
specially reserved and waiting for Guru pass-outs.
The call for a fellowship and an excursion to the schools in
Gurutalawa and Bandarawela was a requirement before many of us would not be able to
travel the globe. Most members of the Hayman Era are no longer
with us, and many of us Post-Hayman Era members are now over 60.
The Count Down Begins
In April 23' the siblings Dulip and Rajpal were here and together we went to Gurutalawa on the 2nd of May for a preliminary investigation on the revamping of the Dr Hayman memorial laboratory for Neil Horadagoda and on the uplifting of the facilities in the school kitchen for Dulip de Silva. On the way up we checked on possible lunch and breakfast stops for the planned event in December around Belihul-oya. The Silver Ray at Lellopitiya was also a possible stop over. Our night stay was at the Olympus Plaza Hotel Haputale owned by our own schoolmate Sumith. In the morning while at breakfast we met Sumith who had travelled the night before and the preliminaries of the trip to Gurutalawa and Bandarawela were discussed and lodging at Olympus was a possibility.
By the end of May, the date for the fellowship was announced and all expatriate members were informed to make early reservations. A month later the location of Summerfields in Pannipitiya of MPDP fame was finalized and the ticket fee was announced with a pay-up period till end October was announced with banking details etc. The WhatsApp group STCG administered by my contemporary Nage was dedicated to announcements and the euphoria for the event was so high that strict guidelines on comments and posts had to be introduced.
Come August the Citrus Kalutara was booked for those who were
to leave for Guru and Badarawela with concessions and special provisions
arranged by another Guru boy ARH Fernando. The enthusiasm was so high by
mid-September the list was over the 250 mark and by the end of October the
numbers crossed the 300 limit. In November the late-commers were looking for
tickets and Nage had a time reconciling those who were not going to attend and
making way of their slots to others; finally came the 16th of
December and the Summerfields banquet was a hive of activity.
Today MPD is in the hospitality industry and many other
businesses and still loves Gurutalawa and is available at its calls of need. That is the calibre of personalities that Gurutalawa produced.
The programme commenced with gates opening at 6:00 P.M. with
the registration of members, wrist tagged as when you are a full board guest and
very wisely thought-out name tag pasted to your chest pocket for
identification. We sure have changed very much of what we looked like 50 years
ago. It sure was a WOW when someone read your name and held your hand and hugged.
Individual photographs were taken then came the time for the
group photo. A single group photo was never possible with the total number so
several groups were taken.
Everyone was called by tables for the photo. Our Old-Salt Capt. Dr Suresh Markandan was active as when he blasted orders from the top deck in his seafaring days. The staff members were given firm orders not to leave their seats until all the photos were taken and they had to obey him. From then on it was all reminiscing old-school times. Credit goes to Nage for coordinating the largest gathering of our Tamil brothers ever since the unfortunate recent past in this country.
Many had changed and grown during the 50 years. The lofty hefty Gihan Perera (elder brother of Channa Perera of White-water Rafting fame) was called “Gulliver” among us Lilliputians then at college; Gulliver had stopped growing since he left college, but we Lilliputians had caught up with him and were seen talking with him at eye level.
Naidu sees his name in the role of honour for All-round Scholar 1970 for the first time after 50 years |
The staff of the era was represented by Mr Charles
Seneviratne, Mr K Bandusena and the most loved personality Mr David Jeyasingh a
long-standing English teacher. Past Head Masters Warden Billimoria, of STC Mt Lavinia,
Fr Nihal Fernando now Headmaster of STPS Kollupitiya and the present Headmaster Gurutalawa Mr
Laksiri Perera graced the occasion.
The spirits for the event were initially decided that one
would carry his own as BYOB… but the enthusiasm of those that graced the
occasion coming from overseas was generous enough to supplement the requirements
through duty-free facilitation. There were ample and sufficient stocks to
maintain a continuous flow. The finger food went round and had a great demand.
The chatter and the singsong went on with popular numbers of
a bygone era being revived by those able singers who proved they could still keep
the audience tapping their toes. There was no gender barrier on the dance floor that went
on in at a nonstop beat.
They had to be reminded that there was dinner for all and the
ladies were ushered to a sumptuous buffet followed by the gents and the event
came to an end around midnight. But some find it difficult to compromise and
I was told that the doors were closed only around 3:00 A.M.
Sunday was a resting day for those listed for the trip up to
college at Citrus Kalutara. On Monday a bus took them to Gurutalawa for a
boarding school lunch and walk through the campus. Unfortunately, it was the
rainy season in the hills and I’m sure many would have remembered our cross-country
running in the rain then. Some had commented of the carefree children going
about in the rain just as we would have done 50 years ago.
The overnight stay was at the Olympus Plaza Haputale and the
following Tuesday they visited Prep School Bandarawela the comments were of
mixed feelings about the improvements and the well-maintained infrastructure at
Bandarawela to the sorry state of affairs at Gurutalawa.
Much ado has been discussed on the social media platforms of STCG since the visit to college, on how to bring back the glory that was to be at Gurutalawa. One must understand that the school that we attended at Gurutalawa is no more and the current school is being run on a different standard and status. Today it is in line with any ordinary school that starts at 7:30 in the morning and closes at 1:30 in the afternoon. There aren’t any staff that live among the students unlike during our time just as us boarders. The limited staff living on the campus occupy the married quarters and seem to be independent after school hours.
There is much to be done including a big change in the social
structure in the school linking sports and extra-curricular activities.
However, in conclusion,
it could be said that the event that was actually for a fellowship to gather
the last of the Post-Hayman Era members before we turned out to be invalids restricted
from long-distance travel has now turned out to be tasked with finding ways to
bring back a school to acceptable standards both in academia and sports.
The school is gravely in need of you for its continuation.
Thanks Uditha for documenting this event so well
ReplyDeleteAm sure all this will be part of our history
Macho, I just saw this blog post and hence the late response. Nobody could have captured the letter and spirit of this very memorable occasion better than the ‘Forest Bird’ himself. It send my memories back to the the days when your parents and mine dropped us off at the railway station and we boarded the train teary-eyed.
ReplyDeleteYes Markie… even our parents got to know each other through school activities
DeleteBeautifully captured as only you could. I must honestly say that I don’t recognize anyone in the pictures except for Raj K and only because we exchanged many pictures and written messages while we visited Italy within a few weeks of each other.
ReplyDeleteThanks a million Uditha
Merry Christmas and a happy and safe 2024 to you and your family
Once again a good read Uditha
ReplyDeleteThanks I have read your previous blogs too Very informative
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