Wednesday, June 3, 2020

My Deccan College 💝

This beautiful photograph brought back memories of the morning I landed in Pune..... a May morning in 1989. And the city became home for the next 18 years!!! First as a student, then a research fellow, and several life phases followed. Coming from a relatively dry and dusty Baroda, Pune's green and blooming welcome filled my heart with love and positivity. The river on the banks of which the city is based, also flowed next to the college (now University), full and cascading over the bund a little further downstream. Everything about the campus was charming,  it's vastness, the Gothic heritage structures, it's history and  legacy, home and hostel to stalwarts, the people.... everything.

A lot has changed in the past 30 years. This historic capital of the Peshwas, which later became famous as   'bicycle city' , 'pensioners paradise' 'cantonment town' etc is now like any other growing city in the country.  The campus is no longer 'far away' away from the city, and with it came road widening, new bridge, over and under, traffic, loss of trees, the old bund was broken, river was reduced to a trickle most of the year..... every visit is a far cry from the Pune that was. But yet, college campuses are different. They are still charming, unchanging, alive with memories of old and new students, teachers, and staff 💝

Pc Pratik Savale , Gulmohar and history preparing to brave the dark clouds of Cyclone Nisarga tonight.  Pune is far away from the coast, and protected by hills on all sides. But yet....

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