Aiswarya S. Bhat

Studying in the East Campus went by in a blink. It started off in online mode, making it extremely difficult for all of us to get used to life in quarantine. Second year was quite interesting. We were meeting each other in person for the first time, we had to organise things as a class and our first fest, Aquilae brought us all together. Even though the development of the infrastructure took a lot of time, our teachers never made the college feel incomplete. One of the major reasons why I loved going to college were the teachers in the English department. They were always the strongest guiding force, through thick and through thin. When a few of them left after our second year, it hurt a lot. But the new teachers that joined were as understanding and compassionate as the ones before them. 

Francis sir was not just the campus VP but also the strongest pillar of the English department, always smiling and approachable for us students. 

By the end of third year, when we had all settled in, it was already time for us to leave. Personally, it took some time for me to process that three years had already passed by and we were graduating now. Through all the ups and downs, the mental breakdowns and the pressures of winning a fest, the most precious memory I hold close to my heart is our attachment and the bond we share with our teachers who never failed to be supportive and kind. 

I will always be grateful for the experiences, both good and bad along with the lessons life taught us when we grew out of our teens during our time in SH which is what turned me into the person I am now.