The Indian Navy is a formidable fighting force; well equipped with the latest technology – guns, missiles, radars. But most importantly, paper. A look then into the Navy’s paper warfare…. In peacetime especially, paper becomes the primary weapon for projecting a unit’s battle readiness, professionalism and expertise in yoga. The…
Having a Brother-in-law is not something worth tom tomming
Ladies and gentlemen, I have a problem in the shape of a brother-in-law (BIL). Many of you may be afflicted similarly. BILs after all, come free with the spouse, like that small plastic pizza stool/table that comes with a pizza box. The reason I bring this up though is that…
Four NDA Cadets, Some Chicken, And Sandpapered Backsides
My most popular post to date pertained to Commander NKR. (Those wanting to refresh their memories can read about him here.) He is tall, strapping, and with his zest for early morning 10 km runs, a pain in the neck. Especially when holidaying. In one of my earlier posts I…
Finding Inner Peace at Isha Yoga Centre
We had recently visited the magnificent Isha Yoga Centre at Coimbatore. Those of my 12 esteemed readers who have been there will agree that the Centre is set in sylvan surroundings; and with its earthy flavours and minimalistic engineering, blends well with nature. The food is simple and tasty, the…
Cylinders, Rations and Scooters – Middle Class Memories
I have come to realize that The Wife’s narrations about our horde of middle class memories, are far wittier. The tremendous response to one of her earlier narrations here, is enough cause for me to step aside and leave matters once more, to her. Read on. Quote Let me start…
What’s in a Baby Name – Gunga Din to Rakesh
The Times of India is a good solid newspaper. I have pointed out earlier too (for example about man-bags here) that The Times can always be depended to keep us abreast of all the breaking news and an analysis in depth of events that shake humankind; a baby name for…
South Luangwa National Park – Two Middled Aged Men and One Angry Hippo
My dear course-mate and friend (for the sake of anonymity let’s just call him PVS) recently touched 60 years. PVS let it slip in, that it would please him if I could accompany him for a trip to the South Luangwa National Park, Zambia, for a Safari. I agreed, not…