My sister and I stood inside the gate of our old house in Ludhiana. We had lived there for 40 years. Ours was a large family -- seven brothers and sisters -- that even the big house seemed small. After our father's death the house had been sold. A doctor had bought it. Now it was a huge clinic. Harbir K Singh writes.
On the evening of December 3, 1971, it was all quiet on the western front. The lengthening shadows had started dimming. Troops, lying in wait for months, were getting restless for action. An eerie silence prevailed. Suddenly, the air space above exploded with a deafening sound of low-flying enemy planes. Col NS Ahuja (retd) writes.
Synonymous with the bestselling novel Godfather, or countries like Colombia or Afghanistan, one could never imagine that the word drug would be in our neck of the woods one day. That how quickly this single word would replace words like ‘green revolution’, ‘health’, ‘resilience’ and ‘physique’ and make them look so feeble, distant and ancient. Khushwant Singh writes
My emotions left an impression on the paper as my pen moved to the rhythm of my heart. My pen rocked and rolled as I wrote on. I wanted to bring revolutionary changes. Reminding people of true love and real life, I wanted them to forget human foreboding and disentangle themselves from the meaningless.
Uphills chalein? Should we go to the hills? The answer to this question — the question that someone, somewhere in Chandigarh is certainly asking someone at this point too — holds many a drunken story and numerous silly secrets. Aarish Chhabra writes.
The other day, I observed the 15th anniversary of my last visit to Chandigarh’s Rock Garden. It was a private affair, the media wasn’t invited, and I resisted the temptation of posting the proceedings on Facebook. No, I’m not a nostalgic NRI pining for his homeland. Nor am I a foreign tourist who once visited Le Corbusier’s dreamscape. Vikramdeep Johal writes.
Two premier fighting units of the Air Force, 32 and 220 Squadrons were recently presented with the Presidential Standards at Punjab’s frontline air base, Halwara, home to 9 Wing. 32 Squadron is actually based at Jodhpur with 32 Wing of South-Western Air Command and flies the Mig-21 Bison with its formidable within-visual-range (WVR) combat capability. The Thunderbirds, as they’re called, were raised in 1963. Mandeep Singh Bajwa writes.
Falconry or hawking was relished by four Sikh gurus: Guru Hargobind, Guru Har Rai, Guru Tegh Bahadur and most intensely by Guru Gobind Singh. In his preliminary enquiry into the ‘Tradition of Falconry among the Sikh Gurus’, Jaipur-based HS Sangha delves into the reasons for indulging in this form of hunting. By Vikram Jit Singh
November 1964 saw me in the Indian Military Academy (IMA) for the final part of my pre-commission training. I was in the boxing team of the IMA which was to go to the NDA for an inter-academy competition. However, the trip got cancelled. It was decided that there would be an exhibition boxing tournament instead. A boxing tournament used to be a big show those days. Col PS Sangha (retd) writes.
It was a gloomy Monday morning and I hoped wearing pink would help drive away the blues. I hurried to the stop to catch the crowded bus to work and heaved a sigh as I was in time. I looked around when the sight of a shabby beggar waving his stick in the air caught my eye. Neha Verma writes.
The mailman had just delivered a Speed-Post letter. The Chandigarh Housing Board (CHB) stamp on the envelope aroused my expectation, since I was awaiting a "no-dues certificate" for my flat, for which I had fought a long-drawn legal battle with the sender. Bhartendu Sood writes
The first lesson to the students of marketing is how to sell a comb to the baldy. Our shopkeepers, however, are a step ahead even in this. Not only comb, they have the skills to sell even hair shampoo to the bald man. The dragnet of smart words is tossed around you so cleverly that once trapped, there is no escape. Shemsher B Singh writes.
There's always a first time for everything we do. I can never forget my first flying experience. It came when I got the opportunity to travel to 'aamchi Mumbai' by air. I understand for many commuting by air may be a routine affair but for me it was not less than a dream come true. Neeraj Sharma writes.
The vacation time in college usually leaves me sad, nostalgic and sometimes teary-eyed. As I see the home-bound boarders laughing, joking, hurriedly dragging their strolleys along, waving goodbyes to their friends and the twinkle of happy anticipation in the eyes of the parents who come much before the pick-up time to chaperone their daughters home, how I wish I too could visit my childhood home. Mohini Sharda writes.
The term minority appeasement has acquired new meaning in Chandigarh. No, I am not some nationalist BJP card-holder bashing the pseudo-secular Congress with this old stick. This is about some schools waking up to their ‘minority status’ — granted to institutions set up for religious minorities’ educational progress — to circumvent the law. Aarish Chhabra writes