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Saturday, March 20, 2004
witnessed history today. the first ever passing out parade commanded by a woman (which was attended by the military attache of Pakistan.)
the lady was good. her tone of command impeccable and bearing, ramrod straight and spelling of the most ludicrous 'induced' inspiration.
reshmi narayan will henceforth be remembered as the best among soldiers in the most combative of fields.
surrounded by the well pressed, gloriously decorated, plumy uniforms and the ocassional hurrumph of Julius, the adjutants horse; my heart soared... yes soared. this country is very great after all. out of the frustrating injustice, the all pervading corruption and the general anarchy, can come such a complete triumph of spirit.
apart from the lady, the pakistani attache was a matter of great interest. what exactly is the army doing, being kind to the enemy?
half expected to hear rashmi calling "paraaaaaaade, take aim, FIRE," as the marching columns passed by the VIP enclosure.
between us, the Pakistani is supposed to be a very good sort. he remarked at the previous night P.O.P dinner,"i'm so glad they finally let me out of Delhi"
pork sausages, women on top and friendly Pakistanis; thank goodness for the Indian army...
the lady was good. her tone of command impeccable and bearing, ramrod straight and spelling of the most ludicrous 'induced' inspiration.
reshmi narayan will henceforth be remembered as the best among soldiers in the most combative of fields.
surrounded by the well pressed, gloriously decorated, plumy uniforms and the ocassional hurrumph of Julius, the adjutants horse; my heart soared... yes soared. this country is very great after all. out of the frustrating injustice, the all pervading corruption and the general anarchy, can come such a complete triumph of spirit.
apart from the lady, the pakistani attache was a matter of great interest. what exactly is the army doing, being kind to the enemy?
half expected to hear rashmi calling "paraaaaaaade, take aim, FIRE," as the marching columns passed by the VIP enclosure.
between us, the Pakistani is supposed to be a very good sort. he remarked at the previous night P.O.P dinner,"i'm so glad they finally let me out of Delhi"
pork sausages, women on top and friendly Pakistanis; thank goodness for the Indian army...
