Monday, March 24, 2014

Busman's holiday


Just back from a 3-day busman’s holiday in South Kodagu. The weather was hot and dry when I drove into the district. Autumn-Spring was giving way to Summer. All along the drive, the trees had shed their leaves and new leaves were just beginning to sprout. There was no breeze and the forest was still.


On the second day there was a little bit of rain and the temperature dropped albeit by just a degree. It gave marginal relief but any relief was welcome. Thankfully, the nights were cool.

I was told by the locals that there were quite a few forest fires already and they were worried about this. They are hoping that the rains will arrive in time.


Here are a few pictures I took with my mobile camera.









Monday, March 17, 2014

The Suddenmobile


The Suddenmobile 
Mark 1

Engine-less.
Driven by will power.
Rear wheel drive.
Twin seater "Tandem" model. Plus a "Koodai" basket in front for basket cases.
Separate step and ladder for front and rear seats. No step or ladder for basket (basket cases to be lifted and shifted into the basket).
Tubular chassis frame made of ultra light weight Multinium (Carbonium-Titanium-Zirconium-Anothernium) alloy with a 58-micron layer of Parthenium compound coating to reduce surface tension and give it added zing.
Revolutionary designs for front and rear wheels incorporating “Re-Vol-Vo” 16-inch front wheel, provided with 16 solid carbon-steel grade plastic spheres of 1.6-inch dia on periphery for superior all-terrain traction and “O-Vol-Vo” 32-inch rear wheel with a slight oval bias for additional rocking and rollicking propulsion.
Instantaneous stopping power with "Dix" rear disc brake and "Rook-ja" imaginary front brake.
Two pedals (one for each foot) attached to a 12-inch rotary sprocket which connects to the rear wheel by chain and 4-inch sprocket.
Powerful “Verikleer” head lamp and “Red Eye” tail lamp with clear lens.
“Kurt-i-see” courtesy lamps provided on bottom steps of both ladders for night time visibility.
“Dono-Pud-Ho” reading lamp fixed under the umbrella canopy. Serves both front and rear seats.
“Sun-n-Shade” umbrella for that shady feel. Outer surface of umbrella panels contain "Ra" solar cells.
Special “Zap” charging station with two outlets (“Zap One” and “Zap Another One”) at mid-point of handlebar for charging cellular phones. Powered by solar panels on umbrella.
Head lamp, tail lamp, reading lamp, courtesy lamps and charging station powered by "Ra" solar cells on the umbrella.
“Ting Tong” bell on handlebar powered by rider's thumb.
Concealed wiring from solar panels to lamps and charging station (routed thru centre tube of umbrella and tubular chassis frame).
“Ssitt” leather seats. Colour coded black for front seat and brown for rear seat.
Trapezoidal spring-loaded “Sstandd” stand fixed to rear axle for convenience in parking. Springs back to horizontal when lifted.
Comes with two “Safum Cranium” helmets in matching colour.


© Shiva Kumar 2014

Monday, March 10, 2014

MY DAYS IN SCHOOL - BOXING IN THE CLASSROOM !

MY DAYS IN SCHOOL - BOXING IN THE CLASSROOM !


Boxing, as a sport, is believed to have been popularised in India by the British through the Army. Every cantonment had at least one boxing team. The boxers were young soldiers, or jawans, given time off from regular duties to focus on training and practice. They were trained by veterans and put on special diets aimed at building their muscles and stamina. Each centre had its annual boxing tournament and vied with other centres for top honours.

I remember, during the mid nineteen sixties, as a boy of some ten or eleven years, standing by the road outside my house near Madras Engineering Group & Centre (MEG) on the banks of the Ulsoor Lake and watching with awe the groups of boxers, with their boxing gloves on, jogging around the lake and practicing their jabs and cuts.

We schoolboys were allowed inside the MEG campus to witness the boxing matches. Oh, what a thrill it was to see the top pugilists spar with one another, “floating like butterflies and stinging like bees” (a phrase made famous by the legendary Muhammad Ali)! I still recall the exploits of MEG's champion boxer "Tiger" Subramani during the mid-sixties.

During the nineteen forties and fifties, Bangalore was home to several well known boxers, including some who were in the world rankings during their heydays. The exploits of "Tiger" Nat Terry, Gunboat Jack and Arthur Suares are well documented.

Our school, St. Germain High School, was the cradle of boxing talent in Bangalore. But some time during the late fifties (or early sixties), boxing was stopped in school due to concerns of injuries. My class teacher, Mr. Bruce Suares, who was also a student of St. Germain’s before returning to teach there, was, apart from being a great teacher, no mean boxer himself. He was the scion of the legendary Suares family of Bangalore, known for its sterling contribution to sports and to the teaching profession, and a nephew of Arthur Suares. 

The year 1970 saw the introduction of the ICSE system, replacing the Anglo Indian Secondary School Certificate (AISSC, also known as "Junior Cambridge" and "Senior Cambridge" exams for Standards X and XI respectively) system in India. The new syllabus was announced only in July that year, so, during the first few months, we had nothing to do except wait for the syllabus. One day, during the lunch hour, some of us students got together and rearranged the benches in the classroom to create a boxing ring. Another classmate, a good boxer himself, produced 2 pairs of boxing gloves and we were in business! The class was witness to some great boxing matches during those lunch hours. We took great pains to ensure that the benches were put back in their proper places, just before the lunch hour ended, so that the teachers did not know of the boxing bouts going on inside the classroom.


But we were caught in the act one day by Mr. Bruce – and then he took over. He decided to continue the bouts, albeit under his supervision! He became our coach and referee. He taught us how to protect oneself with the right hand in front of the face whilst jabbing away at the opponent with the left. He taught us how to dance in with a smart left hook or dance out of harm's way. He taught us that it was the small jabs which progressively weakened the opponent and brought him down rather that the one big left hook which not everyone was gifted with.

As we learnt how to box, we began to enjoy the sport. Contests were held daily between boys of similar builds. The contests became more and more thrilling with each passing day and there were many future boxing champs in the making. Until, unfortunately, one of the boxers slipped and fell during a bout and broke his arm; that put an end to the boxing matches.

© Shiva Kumar  2014