I spent a decade at St. Mary's, where I was part of the Shastri House.
My formative years. Some of the best years with some of the most amazing teachers and peers tucked away in a cantonment known for an unusual air of discipline and simplicity away from the din of civilian life.
I learned what work-ethic is. There was an air of achievement in the school. Nobody got impressed by anything but the best. It was here that I tried to learn endlessly in the hope of matching the standards set by my seniors. While I was not as unusually ambitious as I am today, the seed to always push the envelope and challenge the status quo was very much sown during that time.