You may have read my review ‘Bhuj – The Pride of India is But a Ride of Hysteria.’ I wrote that as a former fighter pilot of the Indian Air Force. And now I write this as a current commercial pilot in an airline, flying the Boeing 737NG, the latest version of the hijacked airplane … More Bell Bottom – A Tale Without a Bottom
मी भारतीय हवाई सेनेत लढाऊ वैमानिक होतो आणि भुजमध्ये दोन कार्यकाळ केले आहेत. तब्बल पाच वर्षं त्या भागात उड्डाण केल्यामुळे, मी माझ्या वायूसेना आणि कच्छमधील आनंदी आठवणींना उजाळा देण्यास उत्सुक होतो. पण हा चित्रपट बघून माझ्या डोळ्यात पाणी आलं. खरंच आलं. पण हसून हसून पाणी आलं, कारण निर्माते इतके गंभीर असूनही हा चित्रपट हास्यास्पद निघाला. … More भुज – न भूतो न भविष्यति!
I was a fighter pilot in the Indian Air Force and have done two tenures in Bhuj. Having spent five years flying over and driving around Kutch, I was keen to relive the happy memories of my days in the IAF and in Kutch. I must confess, the movie brought tears to my eyes. Tears … More ‘Bhuj – The Pride of India’ is But a Ride of Hysteria!
The Chief of Defence Staff (CDS) recently said, “…the Air Force continues to remain a supporting arm, just as Artillery or Engineers support the combatants within the Army…” I retired from the IAF full 18 years ago, and to borrow from Harry Belafonte, “No one wants my opinion anywhere, any time, on any subject, about … More In Defence of Air Power
Deepak Sathe was my friend and a longtime colleague. Our lives and careers followed a similar path except that he was a brilliant senior and I was a wide-eyed and often awed junior. My sense of loss is personal, and I have so far shared my feelings only with my family and close friends. But … More Don’t Blame the Pilot – Just Yet
Is there a connection? There is! Most Indian cities have the ubiquitous MG Road. Thankfully, youngsters can still identify MG, unlike the SB Roads in Pune and Mumbai. A young lady who lives there didn’t know what SB stood for. Her friend knew the full-form, but not the person they named it after. Worse fate … More MG Road and Corona Virus
“What’s in a name? That which we call a rose, by any other name, would smell as sweet.” Shakespeare said. Who can argue with the great Bard? But maybe, the times have changed, and names evoke expectations in products and people. For example, if you see a restaurant called ‘Nana-chi-Tang’, you would expect Oriental food … More Unnati – The Progress
I did nothing special on the night of 31st December, but, hearing the revelries outside, began to worry that I had turned into a humourless and colourless old man. I wondered why they were drinking, dancing and bursting crackers all night. What were they celebrating? A relief from the stress of the life they led … More Happy New…?
A longing look at a beautiful childhood memory spoiled by plastic pollution. On the occasion of World Environment Day. … More How Clean Was My Beach
I don’t enjoy IPL cricket, because I see all the players as ‘ours’. Where’s the joy in one winning at the cost of others? So, I relish the international matches more – India vs. another country, especially Pakistan – because the divisions are clearer, the rivalry sharper. On 12th May, I sat down to watch … More Malli Baba
I believe I am fair. Fairly fair. Fair in my feelings and dealings, but not fair in the colour of my skin; not the way we complexion obsessed Indians look at it. I have, what the matrimonial ads call, a ‘wheatish’ complexion, which as per the Oxford Living Dictionary means, ‘complexion of the pale golden … More Who’s the Fairest of Them All?
Exactly a year ago, on the night of 8th November 2016, I got a call from a friend, asking agitatedly, “Are you watching television?” “Yes,” I replied, “A movie.” “Movie?” My friend screamed, “Watch the news, you fool, the world is coming to an end!” “What happened? Earthquake?” I saw visions of massive eruptions from … More A Year After Demonetisation
“What’s in a name? That which we call a rose; By any other name would smell as sweet.” Said William Shakespeare, in Romeo and Juliet. I was reminded of this quote on seeing a government advertisement some time ago. It was very practical and refreshingly different. Names of public office holders and political leaders were … More Horrific Honorifics
I am a member of many WhatsApp groups, and so are you. Much against our desire and good sense, we are forced to remain in some of them, due to familial, social or peer pressures, just so that folks do not label us as pompous asses who have grown too big for their boots. Being … More What’s Up, WhatsApp?