
This past Sunday there was a Xavier's Alumni meet in New York at Utsav Restaurant (on 46th street between 6th and 7th Avenues).
Around a month or so back when a friend first sent an email to few of us informing us of this meet, all of us said that we'd go if we know someone who is going. So, all of us decided to go. The word spread, more people we knew decided to go. Everyone was excited.
As the date of the alumni meet approached, the thought of over a hundred alumni coming slightly intimidated me. Would I really know enough people to talk to/meet with or would I just be standing in a corner observing other people mingle (I don't do well in crowds)? Anyway, time doesn't really pause as you contemplate your apprehensions and it was time to wake up, get ready and show up. Show up, we did!
Once we got past telling the guy working the door that it was a "St. Xavier's" event and NOT a "St. Francis Xavier's" event, figuring out coat check and registering we walked into a room all ready teeming with Xavierites of all ages. We later found out that the oldest graduate there passed out from Xavier's in 1945 (!!!!!!), while the youngest there had passed out in 2007.
I was walking to another friend in the room when someone looked at my name tag (that had my name and year of graduation) and said, "Oh! Batch 2003! You are so young!!!!!". To which I retorted, "Oh!!! You are so old!!!!". Laughter followed and then conversation. It was refreshing to be amongst a large group of Indians with such crisp english and a fantastic command over the language. Many of whom have been in America for years and I barely heard the American accent anywhere.
As the afternoon progressed, starters were enjoyed, photos were shot, lunch was eaten and lots of laughter and conversation was exchanged. Somewhere in between all that, there was a lull and I wasn't talking to anyone. I looked at everything going on around me and I was suddenly filled with warmth. Warmth because of I felt a sense of belonging. Belonging to Xavier's.
Often, I wonder about decisions I made in life and how they shaped me. Why I chose Xavier's over Jai Hind after getting into both, I don't really recall. I think it may have had to do with the campus and someone telling me that the faculty was better (how true they were!!!). Whatever it was that convinced me to do so, I'm SO glad! For Xavier's gave me, and I'm sure every Xavierite, a sense of belonging to the college. Our college lives, while intertwined with our friends, were also intertwined with everything college. We attended lectures (they made us!) and even when we didn't the campus gave us enough space to stay within its premises. The professors actually cared about their students. And so, every Xavierite leaves with a sense of belong to the institution. This is what sets Xavier's apart from all other similar colleges in Bombay. I wouldn't exchange my years in Xavier's for anything. So, with warmth and happyness I call myself a Xavierite.