tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30136981307056797742012-02-09T13:12:56.036+05:30In our hustle bustle of life we comfortably forget about our men who are serving our country, guarding all our borders and fighting the militants night and day. What most of the times goes unnoticed is that they too have a family back home that also goes through the same mental trauma and are continuously praying for their safe return and lead a normal life. Through my blog I intend to give you a sneak peak into the other side of an army life.Ambreenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16134080175161469372noreply@blogger.comBlogger211100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3013698130705679774.post-89163089209926866232009-06-11T22:20:00.002+05:302009-06-11T22:23:03.025+05:30

1 You were born in a Military Hospital2 Half your toddler years were spent being looked after by Bhaiyas ( no xplanation here)3 You went to school either on Bhaiya's cycle or in a Shaktiman4 You know what a shaktiman is. ( No! it isnt the TV serial about half man and half machine starring AB lookalike)5 Jeeps & Jongas dont excite you - they were your regular mode of transport!6 The only

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Latest board results were again a mixed bag, with lots of disappointments and less good news. It is amazing to note how they manage to contradict all the pre result predictions. The officers you think are most deserving don’t get promoted and there are as always lots of surprise packages or the dark horses as you may want to call them..A surprise package for me this time was a rather unusual one.

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Latest military board results were again a mixed bag, with lots of disappointments and less good news. It is amazing to note how they manage to contradict all the pre result predictions. The officers you think are most deserving don’t get promoted and there are as always lots of surprise packages or the dark horses as you may want to call them..A surprise package for me this time was a rather

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Nirvikar Yadava, programming head of MY FM channel and the undisputed king of Bhopal’s radio jockeys is a successful army kid. Nirvikar feels his formative years in the army and rich traveling experience have been responsible for his success. It has made him stronger, more thoughtful and mature adult. Army kids generally move along with their parents to the other stations every two years. There

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Challenge can be called Air Vice Marshal Aditya Vikram Pethia’s, middle name. AVM AV Pethia, Vir Charkra, was born on 24th Sept 1943 in the Siankheda village in Gadarwala district of MP in a family of zamindars. Son of an IAS officer, AVM Pethia joined the Indian Air Force as a as a fighter pilot in 1964. He was married to Geeta in the year 1973. She has the rare distinction of representing India

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We are a nation of patriots. We vote our Indian soldier as our person of the year. We get all expressive and teary eyed watching the fauji movies and their stories of bravery and valor. But that’s about it. Something that has been irking me for a while is that while Pakistan’s Chief of Army Staff General Ashfaq Parvez Kayani is ranked among the “50 Most Powerful People of the World” selected by

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An email regarding Capt AK Singh was forwarded to me and the shocking incident goaded me to take some tangible action. On 27 Nov, Capt AK Singh was one of these NSG commandos sent to Mumbai to deal with the terrorists he was one of those sent to Mumbai for dealing with the terrorists. Launched straight away into the operations at the Oberoi Hotel, he quickly established contact with one of the

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A lot is being covered in the media about a possible war in the near future. The question being repeatedly asked in all the channels and news papers is whether we are ready for war. But to me the real question is- are the soldiers, their families ready for the war? I have a friend who is a new army wife and if we go to war her husband being the infantry man would be the first one to leave along

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We organised this high profile seminar on Women and Terrorism day before yesterday. It had in attendance the leading female dignitaries of the city. We also ensured that the highly educated ladies from all walks of life came. A leading lady police officer of IG rank and other police wives were also in attendance along with some other ladies like doctors, army wives, dieticians, psychologists,

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So they called us again. Whether it’s a high profile shootout, a child in a borewell, a terrorist attack, floods, earthquakes army is called. Army is no longer meant for protecting the borders, of late, the country needs us everywhere. We clear up the mess and in the bargain lose our soldiers too, but what after that? Once the crisis is solved we are again lost in the oblivion. But, why? Why is

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Tears swell up my eyes every time I watch a movie on the armed forces. No I am not weak; it’s just that I feel a connection, not only with the characters in the movie but also with that lonely soldier walking on the streets unaware and unsure of the largely civilian world. But for some reason, I love these movies, no matter how pathetic the plaot or the acting is. Why? That’s because I am a

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Being in the journalism so long and especially writing Olive Green for Hindustan Times for 2 and a half years gave me an opportunity to peek into the lives of so many known and unknown faces of our fauji fraternity. Every time I set out for a story I would surely come back as a proud woman, proud of the fauj and the amazing faujis I met. Some of them are legends, some are getting there and some

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Photographs like this always tear your heart apart. A departing soldier, who is also a father, a son, a husband, a friend. Though this is a photograph of an American soldier leaving for Iraq but it nevertheless invokes the same dreadful feeling of uncertainty. We all know that the job of a soldier is not an easy one there is always a certain level of risk involved. But the training imparted to

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So they had a stress management workshop for all the army wives in the cantonment the other day. A noted psychologist was invited to speak on the occasion. All the ladies of the station were invited except the separated families!! I felt these are the ones who needed the workshop first and the foremost!! These are the ones who spend long, lonely, anxious hours day and night. But no! this time

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Being an army spouse gave me an opportunity to interact with various legends of Bhartiya Sena. One of them is Tom Uncle (as he has strictly told me to call him). My first meeting with the legendary, Brigadier Kailash Prasad Pande, popularly known as ‘Tom Pande’ was nothing short of a humbling experience. The moment we met I felt incredibly protective towards them, something unusual, something you

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I just couldn’t have written another blog without mentioning my great friendships which I have formed during my husband’s numerous postings. For me whether a station is good, bad or bearable largely depends on the friends I have made there. Each friend I mentioned here represents a world, which we once shared which was possibly not born until they arrived. All of my husband’s peace postings

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My five year old daughter Aayet has taken her father’s departure after a month’s long leave very badly. It’s been four days and she refuses to eat her dinner. She says she’ll have it only when Abba comes back. I have been trying and trying really hard to keep things as normal for her and for my son as I can. But at times I feel nothing seems to work, especially when she is really missing her

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I must confess I simply love them!! And who doesn’t? Their style, mannerisms, and that little wild streak is something to die for. Ever been to 9 different states, 11 different schools, moved umpteen times, and seen some of the greatest things in the country before you even turned 18? Well, pick any army kid and I am sure you would have a mini encyclopedia in your hands.Although one feels that

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It is a legend, that the God almighty handpicks very special girls to be the army wives. ARMYWIVES! A word that instantly brings to mind varied images of independent, self assured, self confident, savvy and strong ladies, members of that sisterhood of women who have had the courage to watch their men go into battle, courses or long exercises. We women of steel have the strength to carry on with

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Faujis work hard and party hard with the perfect doses of glamour, style and decorum. In a peace posting, parties and social dos form an intrinsic part of an army life. Army is a close knit family and these functions help make the bonds stronger. They serve as a great platform to know each other and socialize. Friendships are formed quickly. While some of the parties are formal and are set in

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When was the last time you witnessed a male army officer cry his heart out in front of the full media glare? Never! True! For them it is erroneous and sinful to pronounce the stress and strain faced infront of anyone, let alone the media. It’s just that our men don’t snivel and sob or let public their troubles, just as a tiger never cries. They are a breed apart, positive to the core even in the

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