Salesian College (Gorabari) | post-secondary education

India / Bangla / Karsiyang / Gorabari / NH 55 / Hill Cart Road.....
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Salesian College Sonada, Darjeeling is an Educational Institution of the Catholic Church, belonging to and managed by the Salesians of Don Bosco Educational Society (Registered under the societies Registration Act, S/88195 of 1997-98).
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Coordinates:   26°57'11"N   88°16'59"E

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  • The college from where I did my graduation 1973 - 1976.
  • Thanks Dipesh for the fabulous airy view of Salesian College, where there are presently 76 residential students and over 200 days students of the regular and distance mode of education programmes offered.
  • I think it's a time for salesian college to offer a BBA course....
  • Great college to be in.
  • “I began my studies with eagerness. Before me I saw a new world opening in beauty and light, and I felt within me the capacity to know all things. In the wonderland of Mind I should be as free as another [with sight and hearing]. Its people, scenery, manners, joys, and tragedies should be living tangible interpreters of the real world. The lecture halls seemed filled with the spirit of the great and wise, and I thought the professors were the embodiment of wisdom... But I soon discovered that college was not quite the romantic lyceum I had imagined. Many of the dreams that had delighted my young inexperience became beautifully less and "faded into the light of common day." Gradually I began to find that there were disadvantages in going to college. The one I felt and still feel most is lack of time. I used to have time to think, to reflect, my mind and I. We would sit together of an evening and listen to the inner melodies of the spirit, which one hears only in leisure moments when the words of some loved poet touch a deep, sweet chord in the soul that until then had been silent. But in college there is no time to commune with one's thoughts. One goes to college to learn, it seems, not to think. When one enters the portals of learning, one leaves the dearest pleasures – solitude, books and imagination – outside with the whispering pines. I suppose I ought to find some comfort in the thought that I am laying up treasures for future enjoyment, but I am improvident enough to prefer present joy to hoarding riches against a rainy day.”
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