Convocation Speech

8 Oct

I begin in the name of Allah, the most beneficent, the most merciful.

So, here we are to celebrate the beginning of an end… with a dense heart and a big smile.

Memory is a way of holding on to things you love, things you are, things you never want to lose. The identity of being a Habibian is something we never want to let go of, retaining the pride, the skill and the honor this very institution has created. Our beloved School and college life is over now, and it’s up to the next class to step into our shoes. These years…. they just flew in the blink of an eye. Standing here today, in front of you all, triggers a gloomy feeling within me that it’s about time…. about time we wave our last good bye’s. We shall now detach from those corridors which once use to relish our pranks and carefree discussions, those classrooms which whisper tales of our lectures and punishments, those labs where we broke plenty of test tubes and burrettes while performing experiments and even got punished for not having ironed lab coats, those assemblies where we learned to honor our national anthem. And most importantly, we shall now take a leave from our uniform, our logo, our teachers… our campus!

Some of us have been here for around 12 or 14 years, others just 2…. but I assure you, the stories are not different. We have memories we would rejoice in forever. May it be Hadia’s illogical questions and theories or Mariam Asghar’s costly chocolate fountain suggestions, we always ended up laughing together. What we are going to miss the most is the stress of biology and accounts, the rush at the last hour of events, rehearsals of our plays, our matches, our campus… nothing, and I mean it, nothing would ever be able to replace all of that.

To our teachers – we owe you gratitude. It’s your magnanimity that you keot on explaining things again and again just because we weren’t paying attention. Thank you for bearing our excuses, for encouraging and supporting us – without you all, our stories wouldn’t have proud endings.

I am standing here today with a heart full of happiness and fear. Today is the day our lives take off. We walk out those doors and it’s never going to be the same again! we have choices to make and paths to choose. Some of us are confused, some of us are anxious, and then there are many of us who just love it here! who can’t imagine making a life some place else. This is my advice to you all. This chapter of your life might be over but never forget the lessons you’ve learned. You are completely changed by the choices you have made in these many years. You’re all important in my eyes, all of you are going to be somebody someday, because we are the class of 2012 and we don’t back down to nothing.

After today, whether it is the pursuit of a good college or a good university, things would be different….. but we can always come back, feel the same warmth and love as we use to before. Habib will welcome us with open arms!

Today, I just don’t want to know what good bye’s mean. I wish it never existed…. but no matter how hard we try, how badly we want to stick together…. but we have to admit… that even the best movies come to an end, and our movies… They have ended here today. So, in the end, I would like to share a verse from Thomas Moore’s poem.

Long, Long be my heart with such memories filled

Like a vase in which, the roses have been distilled

You may break! you may shatter the vase if you will

But the scent of the roses will hang around it still – Good Bye and Stay Blessed


4 Responses to “Convocation Speech”

  1. zaharakazmi October 8, 2012 at 7:41 pm #

    wonderful words Farwa…so proud of you.

  2. Tooba November 12, 2013 at 4:14 pm #

    This was absolutely an amazing piece of writing.I always wanted to read it again and here i got it today 😀

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