Beyond the Classroom : SIP Chronicles. Magazine by PGDM Batch 34.
FOURTEEN DAYS AT S.S SAMITHI: A LESSON BEYOND THE CLASSROOM
By Prince Emmanuel Charles | PGDM Batch 34, FK-4135 | February 2026
Some inmates wrote small farewell notes and some expressed their gratitude through warm smiles and conversations.
When I first arrived at Sarvathrika Sahodarya Samithi in Kollam, it was simply the beginning of my Social Immersion Program as part of my PGDM course. Initially, I thought it would be a routine academic activity where I would observe the functioning of an NGO and later write a report about it. However, as the days passed, the experience slowly unfolded into something much deeper and more personal. SS Samithi is a home for hundreds of individuals who have been abandoned, neglected, or left without support in society. Many residents are mentally ill, elderly, physically challenged, or suffering from severe medical conditions.
The organization provides them with food, shelter, medical care, and most importantly, a place where they can live with dignity. Walking through the wards during my first few days, I realized that behind every bed and every face there was a story; stories of struggle, loss, resilience, and survival that often go unnoticed by the outside world.
During my 2 weeks at the institution, I had the opportunity to work in several wards, including Assisi Ward, Sandhvanam Ward, Emmanuel Block, and St. Jude Block. My responsibilities included assisting caretakers and nurses, serving food, helping with basic medical routines, and interacting with inmates through newspaper reading, music sessions, and conversations. Initially, I was unsure how to approach residents, especially those with psychiatric conditions, but over time, small interactions helped build trust. Many inmates enjoyed sharing their memories and valued having someone listen to them. I realized that simple acts such as sitting beside them, reading the newspaper, or engaging in conversation brought them genuine happiness. During one music session, I played old English songs and was surprised to see several inmates smiling, clapping, and singing along, highlighting the power of human connection. One of the most impactful experiences was in the Sandhvanam Ward, where bedridden patients received care. Many residents were recovering from strokes, spinal injuries, severe diabetes, or visual impairments and required constant assistance. Observing the dedication of the nurses and caretakers was inspiring. Their patience and commitment showed me that compassion is often expressed through small, consistent acts of service. A personal experience further reinforced this lesson. I noticed a need for medical supplies such as bed pads and urine collection tubes. Since my family had unused supplies at home after my uncle’s passing, we decided to donate them to the nursing station. Though a small contribution, it reminded me that meaningful help can come through simple acts of sharing.