At one of my visits to Bonn, I was taking a stroll on a walkway overlooking the Rhine. On my right was an elevated bank of greenery, and in the middle of it I saw a colourful structure that looked like a piece of Art. Curious to see what it was, I walked... Continue Reading →
Positivity, thy name is Mr.N.
He was fondly known as Thambu to his family and friends. Shri N was born some 90 years back in Tirukadayur, small village near Mayiladurain in the erstwhile District of Tanjore. His father was a School Teacher and a small time land lord. Like many of the land lords, of Tanjore District, he was also... Continue Reading →
The guns of a bygone era
Cmde P.R.Franklin, AVSM, VSM, IN (Retd) “Captain, Sir………… two contacts classified as warships detected on radar right ahead!" The Captain ordered the OOW to get the ship ready for ‘Action’. Even as the mighty cruiser went through its paces, the midshipman onboard shivered with excitement in anticipation of things to come. Pre-Action Calibration (PAC) of... Continue Reading →
Puppy love
Having finished my office work a bit early that day, I reached home around lunchtime. I had just parked my car and gotten out when a chauffeur driven carstopped in front of my house. Out came the chauffeur with a big basket inhand covered in a checked cloth. The contents of the package had mestumped, but they... Continue Reading →
Zh? Say what?!
'Zh' For The creation of the Indian Naval Academy at Ezhimala in Kerala seems to have kindled a problem, or more correctly – set ablaze a long-smoldering problem, for many Naval personnel. For years, Naval Officers from North India have battled with this terrible weapon that Malayalis and Tamilians have unleashed against them. This consists... Continue Reading →
Age is a state of mind.
Some times we open up a conversation with the popular nostalgic phrase, “When I was young”. Some of us feel growing old is not a "feel good factor”. I agree. Though our bodies may not be as young as they used to be, there are some things that are far more important than grey hair... Continue Reading →
Editor’s Note – The incurable disease of writing…
There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside of you. -- Maya Angelou I stutter onstage, the words on the tip of my tongue just refuse to roll off in one smooth flow of sophisticated, unfaltering language. My thoughts crammed inside, stumbling out like people from a crowded train. They come... Continue Reading →