Mother and Child India Foundation | Seeping Rays of Hope

My scanning eyes studied the long mess hall and the layout of study room that followed, as we went around reaching for the main door to the new complex. “First floorila” (on the first floor, please ). The volunteer lady ushered us.We climbed the stairs.

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To me, leadership is a function of selfless sacrifice and a ticking brain. If someone is ordered to risk his life climbing a mountain towards an enemy post daring flying bullets, he’d be a fool to do it out of fear of an Army Act. He does it out of trust of the man who leads them into the flying bullets, of his character and his integrity. I don’t understand the preoccupation with gaining popularity “ if you don’t have passion, you cannot be a leader”.

The Immaculate Shine

He lived his vow, bound by it,
in his deeds as much as his words,
the call of destiny that forged a young cadet,
nurtured by the warmth of his Alma Mater,

Remembering TPR Sir | The secrets told by the stars

As we frantically gave cardiac-massages to our brains to work a way out, the sudden noise of the door upstairs flung open, unsettling us. Caught unaware by the turn of events so dramatic we flung ourselves beneath the staircase. From there, we could hear someone descending the stairs, step by step, as if he knew.

On GSP and enlightenment under a cashew tree

He remained our dear English teacher admired and loved by all. He was also our dear House Master. As I recollect now, most of the times I used to draw a blank on being quizzed on my lessons in the class. However I remember clearly this one occasion in the house study room while concluding the daily roll call on a Saturday evening he enquired “Who is this? The one who had not deposited with me the weekly letter home?”

Cross Country Races and shoulders to lean on

For all I know, the race was going to be the mother of all . I knew it since I watched being discussed endlessly and was being speculated to be a fight between yellow and green for the Cock House finish. The winner would claim and kiss the coveted Cock-House trophy for being the overall winner. The mounting desire that each cadet nurtured to out do each other was no hidden secret and I was no exception. Thus everyone got readied for this one last test. Route familiarization, rehearsals, strategies, pairings, were all being carried out with utmost precision.

SocksBall Cricket | Kazhak’s own IPL.

When they decided to make cricket more popular they came up with a form called IPL which had its own set of rules to start with. Team allegiances were changed and the country wise fan following were jeopardized by the affinity for the local team. Same happened in the backyard of the Houses of Kazhak when cricket had to be played. But we went a bit too far with modifications.

Remembering NBN Sir and the March of the Losers Brigade

He said, ” No matter whether you are weak or sharp, bright or plain, talented or ordinary, a winner or a loser in the eyes of the world, this school belongs to you, this is your school and your are an integral part of it as much as all those military leaders, national heroes, successful bureaucrats, acclaimed artists, mass leaders, leading professionals, corporate honchos and enterprising businessmen who passed through its gates into a life of greatness and fame.