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| Kiran Prakash (c) gets a warm send off from the Garden this morning |
But today morning, we found the perfect opportunity to say ‘Bon Voyage’. Kiran Prakash leaves tonight for his East Asia vacation during which he will spend much of his time in the high seas aboard a luxury cruise liner. It would be a pleasure voyage (in the true sense of the word) with all the world’s comforts, recreation and entertainment that few among us, if any, have had the good fortune to enjoy.
Incidentally, it’s his 70th birthday tomorrow.
Kiran Prakash is a man of few words, reluctant to volunteer information, unless asked. From what we gather, he will be boarding the cruise from Shanghai and set sail to Japan where he is supposed to drop anchor at three ports. We shall have to wait for details of this remarkable odyssey when he returns this month end.
Meanwhile here’s wishing him once again, ‘Bon Voyage’ and a very ‘Happy Birthday’ in advance.
Kiran Prakash:
Thanks, Blog Monster and all dear friends for your good wishes. It means a lot to me. Tonight we are flying to Hong Kong and will be there till 18th. On 19th and 20th, Shanghai. 21st to 28th on ship cruise covering Tokyo, Osaka, Kobe and then, back to Shanghai. Wherever I am, my heart will always be with you all, dear friends.
Lt Col Angad Singh (rtd):
Prakash-ji, your sojourn reminds me of my own trip to Korea about 70 years back. I sailed as a 'chikoo' - as they called me at that time - from Madras. After a turbulent voyage across Bay of Bengal, we reached Singapore, our first port of call. I had bouts of sea sickness. Our next stop was Hong Kong. It used to be a wonderful city where we came across a number of sardars settled there. We had an enjoyable break of three days. I remember we took a train from sea-level to the highest peak of the island. It was a steep ride across a jungle. We then sailed to Korea while seeing the lights of Shanghai at night. Cutting across China Sea and Pacific Ocean was wonderful, but for getting struck by the tail of a typhoon. It was a horrible experience. Many of our colleagues were washed away by the ocean waves and soon, the next wave brought some of them back. A few were devoured by the mighty ocean. An aerial search did not yield any result. The sweet memories suddenly became sour. When we reached Korea, the ocean had turned calm and quiet as a pond.
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Thanks Blog Monster and all dear friends for your good wishes. It means a lot to me. Tonight we are flying to Hongkong and will be there till 18th. On 19th and 20th at Shanghai. 21st to 28th on ship Cruz covering Tokyo, Osaka, Kobe and back to Shanghai. Wherever I am, my heart is always with you all dear friends.
Dear Prakash ji, your present sojourn has reminded me of my own trip to Korea. The clock has to be put back quite a bit. It was about seventy years back that I sailed as a 'chikoo' - as they called me at that time - from Madras. Our first stop was at Singapore after a turbulent voyage across Bay of Bengal. I had bouts of sea sickness like many of my colleagues. Our next stop was at Hong Kong. It is a wonderful city where we came across a number of Sardars.It was a healthy break for three days. We enjoyed the scenic beauty of the place and took a ride in the train from sea level to the highest peak station of the island. It was a steep ride in train across jungle lane and enjoyable. The three days were were too few to have any aquantenance with any one. We then sailed to Korea while seeing the Lights of Shinghai at night. Sailing through China Sea and Pacific Ocean was a wonderful voyage but worth remembering when we were stuck in the tail end of a typhoon. It was a most horrible experience. Some of our colleagues were washed away by the ocean waves and lo the next wave brought back some of them leaving some to be devoured by the mighty ocean.The aerial search did not yield any result. The sweet memories suddenly became sour. We reached South Korea after sailing in ocean which was as calm and quiet as a pond. The next part of the event is reserved for some other occasion.
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