Reminiscences of my past, Reverence that shall last
All that I am today, All that I have been day to day
All that I ever shall be, Gathering the courage to be
I think of you oh! My Alma Mater Life was handed to me not on a platter Oh! My Alma Mater
For all that I lost, I know not what I lost Thanking you for all that I lost,
Here I am with gratitude, For bestowing me with the right fortitude
Losing out for the reasons, Standing out all seasons!
The lesson I learnt from these gates of wisdom The golden pages of books that taught me seldom!
The message in this world, I strive to reach, With hope that you still teach
Just as the water in the river, Embracing landscapes without a quiver
Destined to reach the ocean Dutifully immersed in nature’s mission,
The morning sun’s rays shining through the clouds The farmer with dawn in pursuit, still ploughs
The dry leaves for the evergreen after rain The fragrance of the Myrtle in pain
Though crushed yet selfless in design The lesson that I strive to learn alas! in vain,
I appeared before you with all my possession, Perched on my ignorant countenance with obsession
Oh! My Alma Mater, when it did truly matter You by example withered, chiseled my chatter,
Surrendering for posterity my fallible being This campus that made me a true living being
Success and glory was my target Patience and focus you filled in my basket!
Through failure how well you taught me, that setback is part of the setup Setup from being knocked down, only to soon getup!
Getting up to walk not feeling sorry Walking ahead with all glory
Glory to humble myself Knowing finally my true self
Standing out all seasons; May you stand out all seasons!
Jossy Peter Muttath
Christ College (1983-88)