Anand Halbe

HPS was the final stop after a sequence of many schools in many cities – story of most ‘Army brats’. HPS brought some kind of joy and stability and best of memories where I experienced being both a day scholar and a boarder. Starting in 1966, my day scholar days included travelling in the Army truck from Bolarum/Trimulgherry, and later as a boarder in West Wing (8 bedders/4 bedders) imbibed the essence lot of what HPS was all about. Much richer as a result of that.

School has meant a lot to me:

1. It meant basking in the camaraderie which had stood the test of time: all of you are testimony to that - proven year after year, decade after decade. Five decades in all!! How many can proclaim: my friends go back over 50 years?
2. It meant fantastic teachers like Mr. Tiwari/Mr. Bray/Mr. S. W. Chandrashekar -House Masters, Teachers and most important quality to me -Friends. Each a unique personality and even today bring a smile back just thinking about them
3. It meant watching cricket, lounging lazily in the shade of one of those gigantic rock formations, watching the school team play with the Begumpet airport providing a unique backdrop
4. It meant happy years in The School Band. Learning music from Mr. Rajaiah, the most talented musician I met up to then, special tea, and bunking morning PT thanks to being a Band Member!!
5. Experiencing train travel from Hyderabad to Surat with friends accompanying me to Mumbai and then the frightful cross over from VT to Bombay Central Station (was just 13 when I did it first). Boy! Did I grow up!
6. It meant great food, being exposed to all games, participating in Dramatics, Entertainment, rushing to the library to lay my hands on the latest Biggles book, etc. etc.