It was the best of times it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness…it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair had every thing before us, we had nothing before us…
As we complete 25 years of our existence, it’s time to fondly look back and reconstruct our own story; a time to relive those moments of trials and tribulations, of hardships and an deities, our successes and failures: in short cherish the days gone by.
I still remain uncertain whether this attempt of recreating our own story is the effect of nostalgia for the past or an intention to find a role model for the present or may be an effort to provide an ideological framework for the future. You may even take it as an exercise of homage, a tribute to the anniversary year to celebrate. to honor or to commemorate the event.