

School
Recollections
Life as a dayscholar

Among the two categories of students in our school, I think the life of the Boarders was much more colourful and report worthy than that of Day Scholars. I say this because boarders have a natural bonding and camaraderie than the latter since they spend more time together, have a lot of things in common, and live as if in a family. Having said that I will venture to share a few memories I have. First, it was the routine of getting ready for school and rush to the bus stop. If I was lucky, I could get a lift in Ms. Lalita Christian’s car as she would pass the bus stop sometimes. If not, I had to depend on getting the bus and the frequency was not very good always. In the evening a bus would come into the school and take us away. If by chance we missed the bus we had to take a bus from outside, which was easier said than done, as the frequency was atrocious, and more often than not we had to hang on the foot board of the over crowded bus. The road was a single strip of black top and the railway gate near the station would play spoil sport if it was closed for a train to pass. While we did enjoy the lunch and the tea with all, generally we would hang around in the chasm between the rocks in front of the science block for the 20 odd minutes we got, while the boarders went to their dorms to prepare for the post lunch session. We were the lucky ones who were welcoming the Swinging Seventies and the new fashions they brought along with them. The long locks and the sidelocks, the bell bottom trousers etc. Though long locks were forbidden most of us got away with sidelocks, so much so that one teacher branded us as “side lockers”. The bell bottoms, were however, strictly taboo. Outside the school, I was always viewed with a kind of awe by my peers and also some of the residents of the colony, “Public School mein Padta bhai”. In retrospect I realise that indeed we are a breed apart, thanks to the teaching and disciplined curriculum of our Alma Mater. One more thing I remember was the Annual Fete at the St. Ann’s which was a compulsory go to for all of us, whether a boarder or a day scholar. The attraction of seeing some of the trendiest girls in town and the eats etc. at the fete was something no Teenager would miss. All in all, I can proclaim that Day Scholar or Boarder, a guy who comes out of the HPS is a complete package!
How can we forget ?

Some sweet memories from our school days !! mostly on week-ends ? * Sunday Religious Talks * Expo ‘70, Japan * Cycling expedition to Golconda * Relief to residents of Prakash Nagar during Floods in 1969? * Cooking for hostelers during employee Strike * Quadrangular Meet - Torch Rally * Picnic on the rocks - backfield * Lunch with the Principal’s family * Day Prefectorial system * Student supervision of purchases for the kitchen * Recycling Textbooks * School Poultry * Annual science exhibitions organised in school campus with invitations extended to all schools in twin cities * School plays staged in Ravindra Bharathi annually (except in 1970? in school’s amphitheatre) * Scouting camps at Jeedimetla * NCC camps at Belgaum & Dehu Road

Life as a boarder ...
HPS boarders can recall that their daily routine kept them all on their toes from as early as 5:30 AM until the lights were switched off at 9:00 PM. Our typical weekday (Monday to Saturday) would begin with early morning PT. Guys who liked to sleep until the last moment got into the habit of sleeping fully dressed so that they needed to only wear shoes before making it to the school grounds on time. Anyone who was even one minute late had to endure extra PT and possibly frog jumps all over the ground. The training was tough and included weekly cross country runs skirting the hillock behind the school. During the morning PT, various inter-house competitions such as cross-country running, obstacle race and “chinning” (pull-ups on a beam), were held. Each house was represented by 20 participants. The pull-ups of each team were aggregated and the house with the maximum was declared the winner. If waking up early in the morning was itself a great ordeal, the rigorous PT proved to be too much and some of us tended to skip this by feigning illness and resorting to short-cuts such as sleeping with an onion tucked under the armpit in the night to get the body temperature to rise! No sooner was the PT over, boarders would race each other up the steps to the dorm building to have boiling hot milk and bananas. Queueing up for a quick shower followed by dressing up for the morning Prep at 7 am (?) supervised by class teachers was all part of early morning life. However, the best part was the sumptuous breakfast that awaited us in the spacious dining hall. In addition to porridge, eggs served in different forms each day by rotation, bread, jam and butter, there were very HPS-specific items such as alu-salan and sambar in the breakfast menu. Although dining hall etiquette was strict, and table manners were repeatedly instilled, the food was excellent. On weekends, when for some reason or the other, the attendance thinned, those present at the table made merry and consumed extra butter, jam, and eggs and some ate up as many as 10-12 slices of bread. The bread was baked in the hostel and the slices were jumbo-size. All the middle and high school students including day-scholars occupied their allocated places in the school assembly by 8.30AM. The assembly began with the school prayer usually led by the Principal, and everybody else joining the chorus. News briefs were then read out by students selected by turn. Announcements, if any were then made. The school song was then sung by all of us to the accompaniment of music- ‘Sarey Jahan say Acchha Hindustan Hamaara’ still lingers in our minds and evokes great memories of a glorious past! Students dispersed from the assembly and headed straight for their respective class rooms. In junior classes, we had tablet chairs but when we went into the ISC course, we had desks with storage underneath. Although occasionally we had some relatively inexperienced teachers handling the classes, most of our teachers were highly accomplished, dedicated and industrious. They devoted their every minute in the class to imparting knowledge and competencies. They encouraged us to ask questions, which helped us to improve our critical thinking skills. Lunch-breaks were really welcomed as the rigorous teaching sessions left us hungry. It was great fun to have day-scholars join in for lunch which again was not only sumptuous but also had great variety. Meat balls, kheema, rice, leafy vegetable dal, fried curries, sambar, rasam, papads, salad, cutlets, curds, butter milk, bananas and last but not the least the highly tasty coconut burfies. Very few day-scholars were allowed to make their own lunch arrangements. Some of us vividly remember how two cars were used to carry lunch for the Nizam’s grandson who studied with us in the same class before flunking once again; and his orderlies would set up a table for him every day and serve him like in a classical Hindi movie! No wonder he had a bulky and obese frame! By the time lunch was over, it was time to go back to the class rooms for more teaching sessions. In addition to regular subjects such as English, Languages, Mathematics, Physics, Chemistry and Biology, thanks to the fabulous infrastructure available in the school, we also had the freedom to choose and pursue, one or more of the wide range of extra-curricular activities, such as: sports, arts and crafts, horse riding, photography, music, aeromodelling, Ship-modelling, debating, quizzing, dramatics etc. This certainly helped us to blossom not only in studies but also discover and nurture our own innate hidden talents. Some of the periods were also devoted to NCC and Scouting. During work periods, we were made to work in the school paddy fields - the school also had its own aviary, poultry and dairy farms. Once the afternoon classes ended, all of us (boarders and day scholars) would make our way back to the dining hall for our afternoon high tea and bun or biscuits. The elite members of the school band (many of them from our class) had the privilege of being allotted ‘power snacks’ at tea before band practice! There was also no limit to the jam & butter with the buns. 😢 On some days, on many days as a matter of fact, many of the plates with biscuits and buns were left untouched by the primary school kids. And we would wash them off as we walked out! Post-tea, we rushed to our hostel dormitories and change into the games dress. Playing games in the evening was compulsory for all from 4 to 5PM. And we had a wide choice of games/sports to pursue- football, basketball, volleyball, handball, baseball, tennis, paddle tennis, cricket, hockey, athletics, swimming, ………., etc..; and a phenomenal number of grounds, fields and courts to play to our hearts’ content and excel in inter-school competitions. After the games period, the day-scholars would pack their bags and board the school buses to return home while the boarders made their way back to their respective dormitories. Quick shower and change of clothing- elegant black Jodhpuri coats and white pyjamas were mandatory before attending the evening prep in the designated classrooms. The matrons of both East and West Wings checked each student for neatness of shoes, dress, nails, etc. as we went down from the hostel to the school for the evening prep. They trimmed our nails or stitched any missing buttons on the spot. The prep classes were supervised by the teachers who were resident within the school campus and provided opportunities for clearing any doubts or getting additional mentoring support. As soon as the prep was over, with hunger pangs becoming dominant, we would all rush up the stairs and head straight to the dining hall where fresh hot dinner was served around 7pm. The menu was similar to lunch but with different curries and meats. No sooner was dinner over, we would rush down the stairs again and this time head to the Recreation Room. First come first serve was the dictum for the use of the Table Tennis Tables, Carrom boards, Chess boards, etc. Those who couldn’t reach any of these quickly enough crowded around the Radio located in one corner of the room and listen to Vividh Bharati and other programs. We most eagerly looked forward to listening to ‘Binaca Geet Mala’ that was broadcast every Wednesday evening. Some of us also fondly remember the after dinner walks and chats we had. The lights in both the East and West Wing were strictly turned off at 9PM and all boarders were expected to be in bed by that time. The matrons and housemasters would go round to check compliance and anyone who was loitering in the corridors and found outside their beds would be meted out warnings and punishments All boarders were allowed to purchase eatables like potato chips, Cadbury chocolates, cool drinks, etc. from the school tuck shop (located in one of the rooms called dungeons under the West Wing 4 bedders’ dorm) on Saturday afternoons. Saturday evenings, we would be dressed in white and watch English movies (such as Westerns, Tarzan, Charlie Chaplin, Laurel & Hardy) which were projected via a 16mm movie projector. On Sundays the boarders were allowed to relax slightly. There was no PT or Prep in the mornings and we could wake up and get ready any time before breakfast. It was quite common to find that in winter, some of the early risers would use up all the hot water, while the lazy bunch would have to endure a cold water bath. However, there was a morning assembly in the assembly hall with religious talks arranged. Members of different school teams were provided with extra hours of play and practice. Likewise, those who wished to pursue extra-curricular activities including arts, crafts and other hobbies were given ample time and opportunities. There were others who would just go around the campus, sit on the rocks and enjoy some eats as if it was a picnic. Others would just laze off in the pavilion of the hillside cricket stadium, watching Dakotas and Caravelles taking off and landing. Up until the swimming pool had to be closed due to contamination in the source well, many of the boarders spent all day in the pool, taking a break just for lunch. Sunday lunch always had some special vegetarian and non-vegetarian items (?). Fabulous lunches were organised at the principal’s residence for each batch by rotation and term-end grand dinners were simply awesome. All boarders could obtain Exit Passes called the Exeat (1 per month) and go out during the weekends. A typical visit would be to a movie in one of the city’s popular theatres (such as Sangeet, Tivoli, Dreamland, Nataraj, Liberty, Lighthouse, Ramakrishna 70MM, Royal and Dilshad) followed by dosas, idlis and vadas in Gopi Hotel, Taj Mahal, etc. or Irani Chai, Osmania Biscuits and Onion Samosas in an Irani Café (such as Alpha, Garden, Lucky, etc.). It was also not uncommon for some students to jump the wall even without an Exit Pass on other weekends and make their way back to their dormitories in the stealth of the night. The boarders were allowed to visit their homes thrice a year during term breaks (2 months in summer,1 month during December and a shorter break in October). The only time we were not allowed to go home during the October break was in 12 ISC when we had to take prep lessons for the exam. That was the time we had our legendary tennis ball cricket every afternoon by the area adjacent to the dining hall steps (where morning milk was served). Some of us remember the ISC break we had: minimal study maximum play, and also for a few days they served us Idli for breakfast- some of us would devour as many as 12-15! Excursions to different parts of India were often organised by the school. Most students were enrolled into NCC and Boy Scouts and participated in the camps organised at Dehu Road, Belgaum and Fox Sagar, Jeedimetla. As Scouts, we pursued the goal of becoming President Scouts, and collected proficiency batches in a variety of arts, crafts and other skills. A program called Civilian Rifle Training was launched in schools including HPS, in the context of the then Chinese and Pak aggression. Czech 0.22 rifles were used to train us in the makeshift shooting range against the hill in the school backfield. We remember being amused by the instructor describing the shooting postures as "leaning position and lining position," instead of kneeling position and lying position. In NCC camps (Belgaum & Dehu Road), we used the warhorse and ancient 0.303 rifles. They were as heavy and difficult to carry during marching as they were to shoot.
Hall of pranks
A reunion provides a perfect opportunity to look at the humorous side of things from school life. So let’s take a quick look back at some of the stupid things that were done while being classmates in HPS. Listed below are a sample of such incidents summarised by our buddies. 'The Dirty Dozen’ In our final year, we pulled off an audacious counterfeit swindle at school. Every year, the School play used to be staged at Ravindra Bharathi. And the students were given a two-Rupee note each to spend on snacks at the canteen. But that year, the play was staged at the new amphitheatre in school. And since the canteen too was run by the school, all of us were given coupons worth Rs 5 to spend on snacks. Since the coupons were efficiently disbursed two days before the staging, some enterprising students had the idea of counterfeiting the coupons. Now, these coupons were simple B&W, cyclostyled pieces of paper. But they had perforated edges like postage stamps. None of the other entrepreneurs could crack that and simply made do with straight-cut edges. Those poor imitations also passed muster in many stalls. We, though, thought out of the box; we went to the basti next to the back playgrounds, approached a tailor with our sheets of cyclostyled coupons. And instructed him to remove the thread from his sewing machine and run the needle along the sheet, between adjacent coupons. Lo and behold, we had perfectly perforated coupons! Not one stall of goodies had a doubt about their authenticity. We gorged on soft drinks and chips and having had our fill, bought slabs of Cadbury’s to stash for the following days. Almost all the counterfeiters were caught. The principal had a list of names of students from various classes. But there was not a single name from our class. At the end of the list of rogues, there was written one compound name, ’12 ISC’. The Dirty Dozen. If only we had not neglected those intricate skills … Ravi Ramaswami once said, ‘There’s a tide in the affairs of men…’ (It was rumoured that in those times, not only Francis Bacon, but even Shakespeare often helped themselves to Ravi’s pithy aphorisms). Yes, if we had honed those skills, the batch of ’71 would have pulled off ‘Money Heist’ decades before it was even written. Suffice to say, we graduated from school on a high-(counterfeit) note. -Ganga Raju Gunnam ‘Innocent Pranks’ There was some idea that Mr. Jim Bray was having ‘visitors‘ in his room .He had a wooden staircase above which was the stairs leading from 38 bedders to 8 bedders. So Ananth Rao decided to put in a peephole, grinding away with a screw driver at 7 o’clock on a Sunday morning! I was with Ananth, when Mr. Bray appeared and tapped him on the shoulder, and I remember Ananth, without turning to see who it was, continued to work away and said, “Wait man!“. Luckily, JB was a gentleman and it did not go any further. During our last days in school, I remember us taking the chinning bar and hiding it in a drain. We then put a ‘For Sale‘ sign on a house opposite the school gate. Later, when I was in Kakathiya Medical College, we were having a chat with some seniors and recalling all the mischief we got into at the end of school, and one guy piped up, ‘So you are the bugger who put the sign on my house. We had numerous phone calls and offers’. That was Dr. Rajesh Kadakia, who later won the Himalayan Car Rally in 1980 and started the Green Hospital at the same site after passing out of medical college. Remember poor Mr.Cherian, our biology master. I had a stink bomb- Hydrogen Sulphide in a glass ampoule, we had surrounded him on the pretext of asking him some questions and burst it in the middle. Poor guy was fanning his nose to get rid of the smell and he could not get away. Finally, I had a Diwali rocket left over, and it was late one night, we were in 4 bedders, and decided to set it off. We got a bottle and pointed it down the road leading up to the school. To our horror, Mr.Tiwari must have gone to a late show and was walking up the road and it must have missed him by about 2 feet and lit him up as it passed him. He ran towards the school and we ran to our beds. We pretended to be asleep, and he came and looked at each kid to see who was breathing rapidly. I can tell you its bloody hard to control your breathing when your heart is going at a speed of a 100 miles an hour. -Madhu Reddy
Let us pay tribute to the HPS teachers who shaped us













Here is a list of all our teachers
T# | Name | Subject | Activities | Alive? |
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T01 | Mathan
| Physical Director | NCC Navy, Hockey, Asst House Master | |
T02 | Nair | Estate Manager | ||
T03 | Hanumanth Rao | Math | ||
T04 | Sambasiva Rao | Hindi | ||
T05 | Jayanand | Biology | Basketball, NCC | |
T06 | Ramulu | Art | ||
T07 | Murthy P L N | Telugu | NCC | |
T08 | Raja Rao P Mrs | Primary | ||
T09 | Anwar Hussain Mrs | Primary | ||
T10 | Lamoury Mrs | Primary | ||
T11 | Naidu | English Literature | ||
T12 | Aiihsan Ali Khan | English Lang | ||
T13 | Janaki Ram | Sanskrit | ||
T14 | Raman V K | Math | ||
T15 | Rosario Mrs | Primary | ||
T16 | Kuruvilla Jacob | Principal | ||
T17 | Watsa M C | Principal / Vice Principal | ||
T18 | Subramanyam T B V | Physics / Vice Principal | Founder Princioal, HPS R | |
T19 | Chandrasekhar S W | English | Asst House master | |
T20 | Daniel Sam | Physics | Football | |
T21 | Usha Quader | English | ||
T22 | Jim Bray | English Math | Asst. House Master | |
T23 | Devadattam | Asst, Physical Dir | ||
T24 | Lalitha Christian | English | Dramatics | |
T25 | Krishnan | Biology | Hockey NCC Army B Wing | |
T26 | Solomon Jacob | Geography | ||
T27 | Mr. Sardar | Dining Suptd. | ||
T28 | Rex Thomas | |||
T29 | Muralidhar | Telugu | ||
T30 | Pandey | Hindi | ||
T31 | Naqui | History | ||
T32 | Cherian | Biology | ||
T33 | Narasimha Chary M T | Telugu | ||
T34 | Sadatullah | Urdu | ||
T35 | Govind Rao | Hindi | ||
T36 | Surender Reddy | Geography | ||
T37 | Femi Ali | Library | ||
T38 | V Venkata Chary | Chemistry | House master, Volley ball | |
T39 | David | Asst Dining Suptd. | ||
T40 | Pandurangam | Carpentry | ||
T41 | Rajiah | Band master | ||
T42 | Vedanayagam | History | NCC | |
T43 | Ramana Rao | Math | Hockey | |
T44 | S N Tiwari | Hindi | House master west wing, Scout | |
T45 | Ansari | Physics Lab assistant | ||
T46 | Lingam | Chemistry Lab assistant | ||
T47 | Dr, Perumal | Hospital Doctor | ||
T48 | Mrs. Woods | Hospital matron | ||
T49 | Mrs Dey | English |