LAUGHTER, nostalgia and outpouring of emotions was the order of the day when over 100 former students of SMK Cochrane, Class of 1992 reunited after 30 years.
The years seemed to vanish in an instant when the former classmates, who turned 50 this year, gathered at Furama Bukit Bintang Hotel, Kuala Lumpur.
Many of them, who went to the Kuala Lumpur school, travelled from as far as Australia, China, Indonesia and Singapore for the reunion.
The evening began with warm embraces and excited chatter at the ballroom foyer.
Former student Syed Sadiq Albar said no matter how far life scattered them, when classmates met, the years disappeared.
“Joy, laughter, tears and hope all rolled into one, summarises this reunion,” he said.
Angelo Rozario, the reunion’s organising chairman, praised everyone for attending.

“Reunited with my friends, it feels so good. Just like old times.
“Embracing the bonds that never fade. Our legacy will always live on through us all,” he added.
A brief video presentation recalling the school’s past took the group back to their teenage years.
The evening turned truly unforgettable when 19 of their former teachers surprised the students when they arrived for the event.
The old boys, now in their 50s, reverted instantly to their youthful selves, calling out “cikgu” from all corners of the room, capturing the same vibrant energy as 15-year-olds.
Teacher Datin Nawal Salleh, who is a former Examinations Syndicate director, said it was great to see the students again.
“All are doing very well in life. We have achieved our goal.”
The reunion was marked by selfies, group photos and heartfelt exchanges between teachers and students.

Tokens of appreciation were also presented to the teachers, with spontaneous speeches from the educators that touched everyone’s hearts.
There was also a minute of silence for departed teachers and classmates, stirring deep emotions and respect throughout the room, followed by a rendition of the school song.
As the night drew to a close, the Class of ’92 stood together – not just as men shaped by time, but as boys united forever by their shared past and dreams once dreamt beneath the school’s first morning bell.
“One for All, All for One” was more than a motto, it was the spirit of the evening and the bond that will carry them forward, no matter where life takes them next.
