The Great Himalaya and Our Bishop Cotton School
The Great Himalaya No other range can match the lofty grandeur, the immense heights and the diversity in flora and fauna from the foothills to Kanchenjunga , to Mount Kailash to Mount Everest to Bishop Cotton School….. which is at a mere 2300 metres or so but its perch, its architectural and geographical position were […]
Vivek Bhasin writes in
…Amigos, Familia y Hermanos de Bishop Cotton School, Simla y Nuestra Ecclesia… There are friends, who you befriend when the shyness overcomes; perhaps you encounter another person who too is shy and as you make that eye contact the vibrational link makes the connection. You slowly shuffle and slide, and approach one another. Standing side […]
The Great Equaliser….
The Great Equaliser….. and a jog down the oceans of memory-a Cottonian hits specific lines of his Blog-Bloggers and all.. Confused .com ( Truthful Lies) Someone’s loss is the other one’s gain…Someone’s death is someone’s bread. As Heady said, it doesn’t mean if you do not hurt the lion and smile at him, he will hug […]
School stories of the 1940s era
School stories of the 1940 era, by: Peter Maidment. Rivaz 89 years / Jim Lee. Curzon 90 years / Dick D’Abreu. Curzon 88 years. Peter Maidment:- I have some very precious memories of my years at BCS Simla between 1941 and 1943. I was in Rivaz House when Peter Rollo was House Captain. We became very […]
Mirrored Reflections and Reflections of the Soul
Mirrored Reflections and Reflections of the Soul From the very instant I arrived in this world way way back, yesterday felt like yesterday. Many I met along the road were mere travelers and others with whom I cemented relationships; at least I tried to, but heavy landings on the runway did bring cracks which again need […]
….the treasure hunt to find my lost cufflink* (The Mitre)
Vivek Bhasin ( Class of 1970) Back after a leave of absence on past recollective mode ….the treasure hunt to find my lost cufflink* (The Mitre) Being a wanderer, a Ziginare all my life, it’s been rather difficult for me to peg my tent into a concrete block of cement and stay fixed in one place. […]
Politics and the Works, alongside our Love for Bishop Cotton School
Dear OCs, Another winter in the plains of India is now past and gone, but the crispy winter freeze still holds its grip up in Simla. Today being the 28th of February. Every year at this time my Mum and Pa led us to their old 1100 Fiat in Calcutta and slowly drove us to Howrah Station. […]
A Very Biased Christmas Letter from a Cottonian to the family of Cottonians
A Very Biased Christmas Letter from a Cottonian to the family of Cottonians ‘In transition… with a package*’ ..Good Day ye family of Cottonians, new, old and those who are yearning and may be privileged to become… Through raging storms whilst crossing the tempestuous Atlantic Ocean, working his way from the Ivory Coast to […]
The Mitre, issues from 1956
A letter from Vijay Khurana, and some of the email exchanges as a result of : Dear All Our mother passed away about two months ago and that process of clearing her belongings is still in progress. Among her papers is a small treasure of letters and other bits which were seemingly inconsequential but have now taken […]
SOUL WARRIOR
SOUL WARRIOR A Cottonian who saw it all. ( A poetic lecture on the realities of life) ..and down the road you see him…. Amidst the destruction that happened all week long…bands of wasted souls wanting to find, search, seek and destroy the fine tuning of Mother Earth..some even searching for love amidst the madness, […]