Student Of The Year

Cigarette smoking is

injurious to health.

It causes cancer.

Some days in our lives

are unforgettable...

even after years have passed.

That was one such day.

The last day of the

Student Of The year competition.

Like in all

competitions there was one winner.

But all of us lost something that day.

But the biggest loss that day

was Dean Yogendra Vasisht's...

Who started this

competition 25 years ago.

That was Dean Yogendra Vasisht's

last year at St. Teresa's...

After that day he left

and made a separate world

for himself far from everyone.

And except for our Coach Shah no

one else had access to this world.

But I could never forget him.

I always wondered where

he was... How he was...

One question kept

bothering me all the time...

Did all of this happen because of me?

And ten years later

I got a chance to find the answer.

How are you? Of course I remember...

Tell me... Dean?

Tell everyone? Ok, Ok...

I will tell everyone...

What's that... Facebook...

Yes... I will reach tomorrow...

Haven't spoken to

anyone in ten years...

I will call all of them but...

So much has happened...

I don't think all will come...

I was wrong...

All of them are coming...

Because like me,

all of them have been searching

for the answers to their questions...

Probably this is the last chance for

all of us... To learn the truth...

I will call as soon as I reach,

ok? She still has a bit of a flu...

The doctor's number is written there...

Don't forget to give medicines...

Hey Jeet... How are you?

Hey Dimpy... How are you?

I'm fine... And you?

I'm good...

Heard you have become a big coach...

Yes... In the Girl's School...

And you have become

a very big lawyer...

Yes... A BIG lawyer...

I'll be back...

Awkward meeting... After ten years...

Today they are all saying

their hellos and air kissing...

Ten years ago,

they wanted to kill each other...

Coach sir... Four have come...

Yes... So are you coming?

Ok sir...

He was broken after the prize

distribution of your batch...

He felt responsible for every

broken relationship of every batch...

Yours was the last batch

so he remembered you very often...

Especially Rohan and Abhi...

He felt as proud of

their every achievement

as he felt regret for

what happened with them...

He kept withering

with that regret and...

I never thought I would ever

see Dean Vasisht in this state...

I can't believe this is

the same sparkling face that

welcomed us every morning with

a 'Hello, boys and girls'...

Those were the days...

I wish those days could come back...

I would change so many things...

That one said... One did...

I wanted to be the

school's head cheerleader...

I did... Yes... Just one thing...

I wish things had

happened between Rohan and me...

Rohan... I was his

biggest hanger-on...

Which I mistook for friendship...

But there's only one

friend Rohan has... Had...

Rohan Nanda...

Younger son of Delhi's

business tycoon, Ashok Nanda...

He had taken admission in St. Teresa's

but was doing a degree

in wasting time...

He wanted to be

the world's biggest rockstar!

"My father says

I will make him proud."

"My son would do such a thing."

"But no one knows.."

"Who gives up for papa?"

"1, 2, 3, 4!"

One thing was sure...

The only property

he would inherit from his father

was going to be the guitar!

I hated Rohan...

He wasn't a big

fan of yours either...

I don't know what my best friend

was doing with him for so many years.

Shanaya Singhania...

The only daughter of her

mother and her step-dad's fifth...

The most beautiful girl in St. T's...

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