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🌟 “Nisarga”- Siri’s School Annual Sports Prize Distribution & Annual Day -2025-26 🌟

🏆 Sports Awards – 28th February 2026

The Sports Day was a celebration of youthful energy and discipline. Siri’s achievements stood out:

  • 🥇 1st Prize – Hopping
  • 🥉 3rd Prize – Ball Race
  • ✍️ Best Handwriting Award
  • 🎶 1st Prize – Rhymes Competition

The prize distribution ceremony carried a special dignity. The school invited a respected officer from the police department, who has put in 32 years of service across different posts and is currently serving at the Town Police Station, Hubli. His presence provided a sense of discipline, stability, and lifelong commitment, inspiring both students and parents.

Adding youthful inspiration, the stage also welcomed a young national-level athlete. Seeing someone so close to their own age achieving greatness was incredibly refreshing for the students. It made their own dreams feel more attainable and gave them a powerful motivator to strive higher.

SIRI enthusiasm and dedication made the day memorable.

🎭 Annual Day “Nisarga” – 1st March 2026

The 4th Annual Day Celebration, themed “Children in the Lap of Mother Nature”, was graced by eminent guests:

  • Dr. Ramesh D. Mahadevappanavar – Businessman, Social Worker & Philanthropist (Chief Guest)
  • Shri Hanumanthappa H. Kusugal – Retired Gazetted Officer
  • Shri Shantilal K. Patel – Businessman
  • Shri Ashok V. Belligatti – Renowned Sculptor & Artist

The program was presided over by Chairman Shri Manmeet Singh H. Kohli, with the support of the school management and staff.

  • The guests were welcomed with Dhol Tasha beats, accompanied by children performing Lazims and Cymbals dance up to the stage.
  • Adding grandeur to the moment, the school children wearing saffron peta showered flowers on guests through the entrance to the stage on both sides of the path — a sight that truly captured tradition and devotion.
  • Siri had the honour of anchoring the devotional “Shri Hari Stotram”, a soulful act that set a serene tone.
  • Her performances included:
  • 🌿 Tarzan & Jane
  • 🌸 Sayonara
  • 🎶 Kunitalo Kunitalo (Janapada Song)

Other students enriched the theme with:

  • 🌳 Naa Kato Mujhe – a touching act urging “Don’t cut the trees”
  • 🦚 E Hasiru Siriyali – a vibrant dance with peacock, parrot, and squirrel costumes, perfectly reflecting the meaning of Nisarga (Nature).

In total, there were 23 diverse dance performances, each bringing a unique flavour to the evening.

A highlight was when teachers joined in for the Aptamitra movie song “Kalavannu Tadeyoru Yaaru Ella”, delighting everyone.

The finale, the National Symbols Act, was catchy and educational, leaving a lasting impression.

🌼 Family Moments

Even as the clock struck midnight, little Sindhu remained active, enjoying the celebrations with boundless energy. To end the day warmly, I brought Pulav from home for Siri, Sindhu, and wife — a simple gesture that wrapped the grand evening in family love. 

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