Suyash Sharma

Spit and polish is defined as exaggerated detail to cleanliness, isn’t it funny, as the act of spitting in normal course would obviously lead to the exact opposite. The term as the name suggests probably originated in the military as troops commonly resort to this act to enhance the shine on their shoes while polishing […]

It is the Amrit Kaal, 75 years of independence is being celebrated with fanfare and rightly so. Incidentally another major milestone in the history of the Nation and Indian Armed Forces in particular  coincides with this glorious year, the National Defence Academy also completes  75 years of its glorious journey. A saga unparalleled in the

  Indian Stretchable Time was how IST was described because we Indians didn’t believe in punctuality as a virtue,  late lateefi was expected and accepted as a norm rather than an aberration.  Trains running late at times by even 24 hours was not something to be ashamed of or even frowned upon. The chief guest

 Imagine a morning when you wake up with the chirping of birds and when you step out you find yourself in a thick grove of trees, with a very gentle breeze caressing your face and then as you move along there is a canopy of trees which have literally screened the sky above. That is

Hinterland village Kochi it was finally, the kids had surprised us by announcing that they were planning to gift us both a well deserved break after having done our bit for the last three decades plus, but not revealing the location and what exactly was in store for us. So Kochi came as a bit

12th class is make or break for a middle class family, or is it? It is a travesty that has plagued the Indian Education system, wherein a child is put through a very stressful two-three years while still in his/her teens. He is told in no uncertain terms that these years will decide your future.

 Sojourn with soldiering has been eventful for personal as well as professional reasons. Professionally, it has been extremely satisfying rubbing shoulders with the best military brains in the country, or should I say locking our knees, as that is where our brains have been lodged, in safe custody, ever since we made this choice of

 Guess what, in the middle of all the chaos at home with trunks open and things littered all over the place, in the process of one final packing of the household for the move back home, I decide to go for a round of Golf. I obviously deserve a medal for gallantry, with the  Lady

 “Freshly minted veteran”, just a day old, and facing the all too familiar expected query,” How does it feel?” “Has the feeling sunken in?” Not sure how to respond to this, as one really doesn’t know. It is just a normal holiday or a Sunday kind of feeling,  may be in a few days it

31st March 2023, a day which seemed so distant a couple of years ago, as though it was in the realms of future somewhere, but ‘time and tide wait for none’, so here I am all of 56, just celebrated my birthday  ten days ago. Human beings are strange we celebrate our growing age, balding