I clearly remember the warm sunny day in June, 1948 when my mother left me at the BCS. I was assigned to Rivaz House and the House Master Mr. JL Papworth put me in the care of Ranjit K Bhandari who helped me to settle down in the school and put me through my paces.

Then began one of the most wonderful and memorable chapters of my life. As all boys from Public Schools have similar memories, I would not dwell on the normal issues. I want to touch upon only five issues which stand out in 1948. 

1. Rule of Law:  There was absolute rule of law. All boys were treated equal regardless of their background and punished according to the gravity of their offences.

2. TUCK SHOP;  The centre of attraction was the Tuck Shop which was run by “Chippoo”, a versatile personality who did various jobs in the school and ran the Tuck Shop in his spare time. My mouth still waters when I think of the delectable Puries and the Burfies which Chippoo provided. The reason why I have mentioned “Chippoo” is that his name was a part of the school song and that it has some bearing on my visit to the school three decades later.

3. TOUGHNESS:  We were taught to stand up to the rigours of weather. There was no winter heating or summer cooling in the wind swept dormitories. In the month of March the school party arrived in Shimla by special train. Invariably it was the snow, hail or the sleet which welcomed our arrival. The moment we get off the train we were all lined up and told to walk all the way to school (whether it was snowing, hailing or raining). There was a scramble to reach the school first, as we could get the bed of our choice, which was on first come first served basis. The usual scramble was to get the beds next to the windows. 

4. CANING:  The most memorable or traumatic event in the initiation of a new boy was “caning”. I had been in the school a few months when my attention was drawn to the play ground. As I looked at the play ground, I saw my friend Jogi (name changed) running like a “locomotive with its tail on fire”. When I asked as to what has happened to him, I was told that he had been “caned”. Low and behold a few months later it was my turn to be “caned”. I had lost my report card and was informed that on Friday Week it would be my turn to receive the punishment, for the mortal sin of losing my report card.   I was called into the House Master’s study. Mr JL Papworth an otherwise genial House Master looked like the embodiment of the Devil. He told me that “Dhawan you have been naughty and will now receive your punishment”. Then he asked me to touch my toes. A few seconds later I received the first “wallop” on my back side. Mr Papworth let me feel the searing pain continue for a minute before I got the second dose and similarly the third. Thereafter he informed me that it was over. I catapulted from his room with lightening speed when I heard Mr Papworth’s  voice calling me back. He said “Dhawan you have forgotten something”. I was then made to bend down again and given another “dose”. Then realisation dawned on me that I had forgotten something very important. I turned around and told Mr Papworth and the Senior master who was witness to the canning “Thank you, Sir”, meaning thank you for canning me. So ended the first lesson.

5. The story of departure of the boys from Pakistan: Though I joined in 1948 yet every one talked with deep sadness of how the then school captain (H Aga) and the boys from Pakistan had to leave at short notice on 21^st October 1947 and of the solemn farewell given to them in the School Chapel and the Irwin Hall.

There were also very many happy memories of the School, however, I shall not dwell upon them as I would like to narrate some of my adventures since leaving school. 

At the National Defence Academy,  1954 to 1957

At the National Defence Academy we had four Cottonians, JN Rudra, Robindra Dewan, Prabhat Chand and myself. We were all very close and were able to withstand the rigours of the Academy routine with tremendous resilience. Though there were only four of us yet we made our presence felt and we were recognised as the ‘BCS boys’. Prabhat Chand had the distinction of commanding the passing out parade at Indian Military Academy. Not many schools can boast of this distinction. He was slated to win the Sword of Honour; but had the courage to stand up for his subordinates and as a result narrowly missed that coveted honour. However, his selfless act drew a great amount of admiration from the officers and the Cadets of the Academy. 

Congo 1962-63

In 1962 I was selected to be a part of the Indian Brigade which was to take part in the United Nations Operations in the Congo. We went by Ship to Dar-e-slam and from there we were inducted into the Congo. In the Congo we did a bit of soldiering. A well known action or battle if you can call it at that which was publicised in the world press, was the “Crossing of the River Lufira”. My Engineer field Company had first constructed a Ferry for crossing of the Troops across the river followed by a Bridge to replace the one demolished by the retreating Katangese. The rapidity with which this was done enabled our troops to capture the town of Jadot Ville leading to the surrender of the Katangese forces. A reporter from “Time and Life” came to interview us. In addition to the battle experienced, he asked me stories of my background, the Partition and the School where I had studied. When I mentioned BCS in passing he exclaimed that it was more than a mere co-incidence that the senior most General Officer Commanding United Nations Forces in Katanga, Maj Gen Prem Chand and his junior most Engineer Officer Lt Harish K Dhawan were both from the same School, BCS.

Mombasa – 1963 

On the return journey we were to board a troop ship at Mombasa. While transiting at Mombasa my father who was then the High Commissioner in Uganda had given me an address to meet his friends “The Sondhis”. They invited me for a dinner at their place. My visit to the Sondhis was turning out to be a disaster. They were the big Tycoons of Mombasa and I was only a Lieutenant, the lowest rank in the Indian Army.  My only claim to fame was that my father was the High Commissioner of Uganda. Just as the dinner was coming to an end, their mother the Dowager Mrs Sondhi asked me politely as to where did I do my schooling. The moment I mentioned BCS the whole atmosphere changed. I was treated like a deity. They had all studied at BCS. Immediately we started talking the same language. They phoned up the large BCS community in Dar-e-slam, Mombasa and Zanzibar of my visit. They then organised a get together of the BCS clan just for me. We discussed the school, it’s Masters Freddie Brown, Mr. Murray and our other masters. They narrated how all the well known families of East Africa would send their children by sea every year to BCS. They have since made a great name for themselves and their School in East Africa and in UK where many of them are now settled. 

At the Foot to the Changla Pass (Ladakh, 1966)

After the 1965 war I was posted at a place called “Shakti” at the base of the Changla Pass. I was then commanding a Boarder Road Construction Company and we were building and developing the road across Changla Pass located at a height of 17500 feet which was then the highest road in the world (leading into Chushul Lake, on the border with China). The temperatures in winter reached -40 degree. One day I got an invitation on Ladhakhi New Year’s day for a meal with Mr Tashi who was the village elder of the nearby village called “Chimre”. When we went to meet Mr Tashi, he welcomed us to his Drawing Room and made us sit down on a lower Platform. On a raised Platform in front of us was a heavily decorated Chair which was empty. Mr Tashi told me that that chair was meant for his young son who had been ordained a Lama. The story he unfolded was that when his son was born the Head Lama of a Monastery across the mountains had died and that the people from that Monastery had come and said that his son was the incarnation of the Lama who had passed away. Therefore in his house there was always an elevated place where his young son would sit and his father had to sit on a lower platform. When I asked him as to where was his son now he proudly took out the photograph of a 10 year old boy and said he is now “studying in BCS Shimla”.

Kashmir, Sopore, 1972

After the Indo Pak War of 1971 I was posted in the Kashmir Valley at a place called Pattan on the road from Sri Nagar to Baramulla, (close to the line of control). Those were relatively peaceful times i.e. that was the calm before the storm. The only piece of entertainment we would normally get was to occasionally see a Movie in the nearest town of Sopore – which incidentally now-a-days is the hot bed of extremists activities in the Valley. I was a Major at that time and had always problems in getting a proper seat as they were generally reserved for senior officers. One day during the interval I happened to talk to the owner and the topic turned to his son. He told me that he had sent him to study at BCS. The moment he heard that I was also from BCS all things changed. Me and my colleagues always got reserved seats with free snacks in the owner’s reserved box, much to the discomfort of my protocol minded senior bosses.

Visit to the School in 1978:  Somehow after I left school for almost 30 years, I had no occasion to visit the school. In 1978 when the Engineer Regiment which I was commanding had sent a Field Company to the Hindustan Tibet Border for reconstructing the defences damaged in the earthquake, that I had a chance to visit the school enroute. It was a nostalgic visit, full of memories.

When I asked the Rivaz House Master, Mr. Hakim, as to what was the news of Mr “Chippoo” he motioned to the play ground at an elderly gentleman basking in the sun. I went up to him and shook his hand and told him as to who I was. His words shook me like a thunderbolt. “Dhawan – Rivaz House – 1950”. Here was a man who had seen us in our teens and hundreds of boys had passed through to the school during the 30 years and yet he remembered who I was. This was the high point and most memorable part of my visit.

Chandimandir, 1978

When my Regiment moved to Chandimandir from the Valley, my neighbour was the Station Commander, now late Brig Shiv Dev Singh. One day we were informed that his son would be coming from Australia and was to be married to an Australian girl and we were invited to the wedding. When I met the groom (Pet name Beanu) I realised that he was also from the BCS and he narrated to me that there were a number of old Cottonians in Melbourne and Sydney in Australia and they have regular get togethers and were particularly proud of their school heritage.

North-East, 1982

While I was posted as Chief Engineer Border Roads in Nagaland I tried to locate one Peter Sema who had been with us in the School. Though I could not locate him yet I found that a large number of Naga boys from respectable families along with their counterparts from Manipur and Arunachal were studying at the BCS.

CONCLUSION

What I want to bring out in this is that there was something in the BCS, its name and traditions that people came from all over India in fact all over the world came to study at the school. They have since all done well in life, and kept the flag of the school flying wherever they have gone.

There are many more tales I have of our get togethers in Delhi of the special carmaderie when we meet an old Cottonian. This is something of which we can be rightly proud of. Using the phrase of one of the most respected Army Generals (Army Commanders) used in another context. “I can proudly say that I was a lucky man. I was lucky to be a Cottonian not everyone can have that luck”.

Contributed By:

Brig H K Dhawan (Retd)    
1948-51 (Rivaz)         

I still remember the day almost 10 years ago and the series of events which occurred on that day. It was a typical day in May with the warm blistering heat of Delhi when I received a call from D.C Anand’s office. How he traced me is itself an achievement as it was almost a decade since I had any direct contact with him or with my alma-matter. This was an invitation to a gathering of Cottonians in Delhi to meet “Freddie Brown” our Head Master of yester years.

As we drove towards the Taj Man Singh Hotel my excitement grew. The moment we were ushered in to the seventh floor reserved room I saw the familiar faces of Wendy Dewan, D.C Anand, Vinnie (Toti) Aggarwal, my mind went back to June 1948 and I could see my self sitting in the school dining hall with The RIVAZ House Captain, (Late) IVOR HITHCOCK calling the Roll and moving to the Head Master’s table totally oblivious to the cries of the “ATSOM”. And this is how the Roll call went.

Anand – Bhow – Bhandari – Brent Ford – Chandu Lal – Chandu Lal – Cursetji – Dewan – Jain – Harinder Singh – Kohli – Kirschener – Kirschener – Mehra – Mehra – Murphy – Murphy – Naginder Singh – Nakai – Nakai – Preet Mohinder Singh – Raghu Raj Singh – Rudra – Rudra – Renzing – Sarda – Sarda – Samuels Lal – Samuels Lal – Sinha – Dhawan.

Those of you who were in Rivaz House in 1948 would bear testimony to the roll call. However, names of some of the persons who were in the Rivaz house in 1948 but did not figure in the Roll call are listed below:

I.M Khosla (Because he was a day border).  The others were the boys who stayed in the dormitory above the “Head Master’s House” (with their special privileges) as they also missed the daily evening roll call at the main dining hall. Some of the names of these others which come to my memory are – Ranjit Puri, some of the Patiala boys & other boys from the erstwhile princely families.

Over the years even though almost half a century has passed we have directly or indirectly still kept in touch.

PART II

I venture to write about them with memories of what they were in 1948 and where they are today.

In this I have tried also to narrate the atmosphere of that time. We had just gained Independence and there was a great sense of patriotism among the boys. Most of our senior masters were from UK who imbibed in us qualities of discipling and character and put us through our paces (and laid the foundations of our future).

D.C. ANAND: We all know him today as a self made man who is the head of a large industrial empire. A person who has also dedicated himself to do service to his “Alma-Mater” and has been the pillar of the current OCA. He amply exhibited the qualities of leadership even at that young age. Even though he was a Fifth Former yet every one listened to him and whatever he said or advised was treated with great respect. I recall two minor incidents which I associate with him:

JANAMASHTAMI – On the occasion of the Janamashtami in 1948 the school did not have a holiday and it was DC who prevailed upon the establishment that all the boys who wanted to celebrate this festival should be given a day off. An unheard of thing in BCS in those days. We therefore gathered in the Rivaz House Common Room and he insisted that those of us who had taken the day off must have a compulsory Janamashtami fast. Because it came from DC even though he was only a fifth former we all followed.

The Controversy: Our house master J.L.Papworth used to give us fabulous parties called “Chews” in the common room. He had an excellent cook, who was the talk of the town. One day we learnt that the cook had been sacked, because he had stolen/pinched some food items from the Larder. This matter became the topic of discussion and DC led the debate as usual. There was one view that because he was such a good cook, if we were in Mr Papworth’s place, we would have let him off with only a warning. The other view was that we must follow our principles. Later when I think back on this incident I realise the basic thinking of the two cultures.
“In one you stick by your principles no matter what the personal cost and on the other you are prepared to compromise keeping your personal requirements in view”

BHOW: He left soon after I joined the school and we have had no contact with him since then.

Ranjit K Bhandari: He was the son of a very eminent engineer who was the Secretary of the Bhakhra Dam Project. When I arrived in school I was put under his care and he put me through my paces. His personality reflected himself in the Cross Country Race where grit and determination were the necessity of the hour. He graduated from Hindu College, Delhi, worked in the Kingdom of Brunei, then went to the Bahamas where he made a name for himself in the field of education. From there he emigrated to the USA and became a Banking Executive of repute. He has recently retired from service and settled in New Jersey where he and his wife Madhu take special care of all visitors from India, particularly those of BCS.

Malcolm Brent Ford: He was of European descent. His father was an Englishman and his mother a German. Soon after graduating from school he emigrated to UK.

JB Chandu Lal and Chandu Lal: They were then the pillars of Rivaz House. The School knows Chandu Lal-2 as a former Bishop of Amritsar and the head of the Board of Governors.

Coover Cursetji: He came from Bombay and one remembers him as holding centre stage in the Boxing Ring. I read in the Mitre of his recent visit to the school and learnt that he had joined the Merchant Navy and was one of their senior Captains.

Robindra Dewan: He came from an Army background and from the very early age he exhibited special qualities of leadership. He captained all the Colts teams of the school. He was the Junior “Victor Ludorum” in the school athletics. We met again at the National Defence Academy where he distinguished himself in the field of sports. He was commissioned in the Armoured Corps and commanded an Armoured Regiment with distinction and at the same time he distinguished himself in the Inter Services Cricket championships. After retirement he has settled down in Shimla and he and his talented wife Neelam have done yeoman service for the school and the OCA.

Antony Peter Jain: He brought with him the stories of two cultures. The Jain tradition from his fathers side and the British tradition from his mothers. He narrated to us all the stories of his visit to the UK to visit his grand-mother when the war had not finished. He narrated the stories of his voyage to England, of how they were worried about the German Submarines and their rejoicing when news came that Germany had surrendered. He left the school in the Fourth form and has now immigrated to UK.

Harinder Singh: He was a scion of the Royal Patiala House hold/family. An out-standing sportsman. He brought with him tales of the wonderful palaces at Chahal and Patiala. I understand that he has settled down in Patiala.

JM Kohli (Called Kohli 2): His elder brother was a school prefect and hence was not a part of the Roll Call. I remember him personally as our leader in the morning PT. Somehow I have not been able to establish contact with the Kohli brothers after leaving school.

Kasper Kirschener & Andreas Micheal Kirschener: They were the most fascinating personalities we came across in the school. They taught us many qualities of leadership and resource and team spirit. Their father had been a planter of German origin in Indonesia and had been interned during the war. They brought with them stories of how they were repatriated by the Red Cross and how they settled down in Shimla (where their father was the General Manager of Keventers). We were all fascinated by Junior Kirschener’s bows and arrows which he had carved out of a bark of a tree from Narkanda and his medicine box. Both the Kirscheners were outstanding swimmers. The younger Kirschener was a Boxer of repute and was awarded “The Best Loser Prize” in one of the most keenly contested boxing finals. As our house prefect he taught us discipline and rule of law, camaraderie and spirit of adventure. One day we both decided as a measure of adventure to “Break Bounds” where we were almost caught. (Our house master Tubby described these as “healthy school boy’s fun”). While we were Breaking Bounds Kirschener II who was a House Perfect mentioned to me that if caught he would be detapped. He did not mind being detapped but was afraid of the process of being detapped. They have now settled down in Germany and Switzerland respectively. I was very happy to meet Kirschener II at a get together which DC Anand had organised at the Delhi Golf Club recently. What is remarkable about them is that they have risen up in their careers to great heights but still have strong ties with the school and mention “that what they are today is because of their being in BCS”. Incidently Kirschener I was described by Ruskin Bond in the Annual Cottonian as “capable of losing his pen in his pocket”

RC Mehra and KC Mehra (Mehra 1 and Mehra 2): They represented the class of boys who had seen the trauma of partition. They were the sons of Shri W.C. Mehra who was one of the most respected Inspectors General of Police. They were both very good sportsmen. I lost contact with senior Mehra soon after leaving school. KC Mehra had a very chequered and successful career. Initially his handsome looks got him a role in a movie opposite Tanuja. Later he took to serious things and retired as a very senior functionary in the Tata Group of Industries.

Murphy 1 and Murphy 2: The twin Murphy brothers were versatile all rounders. Murphy 2 was awarded the school colours in boxing (by beating me in the finals). They would liven up any group with their songs and stories. They both have emigrated to England where I am sure they are keeping the flag of school high.

Naginder Singh: He was a scion of the royal house hold of Patiala and like his other brothers regaled us with stories of the famous palaces of the Maharaja of Patiala.

Nakai 1 and Nakai 2: They hailed from Punjab and brought with them great stories of the farming community. Nakai 1 had joined the Police and rose to the rank of Inspector General of Police, Haryana and makes it a point to attend the annual OCA get together at Delhi. Nakai 2, I am given to understand is a surgeon settled in Canada or the USA.

Preet Mohinder Singh: A very reserved boy with impeccable manners. He has now settled down in Delhi where he was one of the partners in Deacon Lights.

Raghu Raj Singh: One of the most loveable boys in the school, popular all around, very good in woodcraft and handiwork. We had no contact with him since he left.

Joginder Nath Rudra: I still remember our boxing bouts where we won alternately. His sister was in Auckland House considered as our sister’s school where many of the school boys sisters studied. We had a long service together in the Army starting from the Academy. We both took part in the United Nations Operations in Congo in 1962-63. JN had joined the Gorkha Regiment and rose up to the rank of Brigadier where he commanded a Brigade with distinction. We have kept in touch over a period of time.

Renzing: He hailed from a royal family of Tibet. He was an excellent boxer but had to leave early because of the requirements back home. His marriage to a princess was given very wide coverage in the News papers, bringing fame to the BCS and Rivaz House.

Shyam Sundar Sarda and Desh Raj Sarda: They were outstanding in sports and all round activities. They came every year from Dar-e-slam and brought with them stories of East Africa. I had an occasion to hear about them first hand when we went to the Congo via Dar-e-slam and found that they were one of the most well known families in East Africa. Both of them distinguished themselves at Oxford/Cambridge and have business interests both in East Africa and UK. Desh Raj Sharda had made it a point to come for one of the OCA get togethers at Delhi recently.

David Samuels Lal and Robin Samuels Lal: They were the two handsomest boys in the school with their blond hairs and exceedingly good looks. They excelled in Cricket and were responsible for the Rivaz House winning the cricket shield. They have now emigrated and settled in UK.

Sinha: He came from Bihar and brought with him the stories of his native province with its tigers and the forests. I read about his visit to the school in the Mitre.

Harish Kumar Dhawan: That is the bloke who is writing this. The reason why my name is the last in the Roll Call, because I joined the school after March and the House Captain Ivor Hitchcock could not change the sequence of the Roll Call. So he put me at the end. I joined the National Defence Academy and was commissioned into the Corps of Engineers and retired after 34 years service. I was fortunate to participate in the Congo Operations in 1962-63, Indo-Pak Wars in 1965 and 1971-72. I was also fortunate enough in winning the National Championship in Yachting in 1971 and was also awarded the Corps of Engineer Colours in swimming and Gliding. I am now settled in Delhi. One of my great fortunes has been that I was a student of BCS and belong to the Rivaz House fraternity.

Contributed By:
Brig H K Dhawan (Retd) Rivaz House (1948-51)

This is the message from the eleven members of the 1954 class who gathered at Shimla from the four corners of the globe for the sesquicentennial celebrations of Bishop Cotton School.

55 Years Ago, the school equipped us with the qualities of character, courage, resource, honesty and dedication of purpose and sent us out into the world to take our places as citizens of society. After 55 years we have now come back to compare notes on what we did, where we went and to tell our “Alma Mater” that where ever we went we tried to live up to the expectations of this great Institution, the BCS.

These are the individual stories of the boys of the 1954 class who having battled against overwhelming odds to establish their niches in their own spheres and have come to pay homage to their Alma Mater and tell their stories.

Behram Irani: He came all the way from Geneva (Switzerland). He worked his way up in the sphere of Finance against tremendous odds and is now considered in Switzerland as an authority on the subject (Teaching the Swiss in what they are most famous for Finances). 

Sumanjit Singh:  He came from Munich, Germany to tell us about his remarkable story. He graduated as a Mechanical Engineer and is now with the Audi Auto Plant where he is teaching/assisting the Germans in what they are best at i.e. making cars.

Dr. Daljit Singh:  He is a renowned and highly respected dentist in Hounslow (a suburb of London) and brought with him a fascinating story of how he had worked his way up in a foreign land and established a name and reputation for himself and kept the school flag flying.

Inderjit Singh Chadda:  He came from New Zealand where he is now settled in Christ Church (and apart from his Consultancy in Travel and Tourism; he has also taken up considerable amount of social work). His is a remarkable story of a career as an Airline Pilot (Captain) of Air India and Malaysia Airlines and of his journey to New Zealand where he is now settled.

D Singh (Cecil): A member of the Royal family of Patiala. His is the story of a man who inspired his wife (Smt Amarjit Kaur) to be elected as a Member of the Parliament and become a very prominent and respected person in political circles in Punjab.

Rajju Gupta: He has established himself in his Century old family concern as one of the most well known suppliers of Ceramics bath room fittings in Delhi. He has graciously promised a special discount to old Cottonians hereafter.

 Brijesh Narain: He hails from Delhi and narrated the story of his remarkable career as an Executive and now has set up his own factory in Delhi.

Col Robindra Dewan (Alias Wendy Dewan):  An alumni of the National Defence Academy he was commissioned into the Armoured Corps, where he commanded a Regiment with distinction. At the same time he excelled in Cricket and was selected for the Inter Services Cricket Team. But his most remarkable innings has been after retiring from the Army. He has settled in Shimla and has done yeoman service for the school. Wendy Dewan has been the back bone of the OCA for the past 20 years. We owe it to him for getting us all together for the great celebration.

Ranjit Puri:  In the Class we remember him as the one who got successive double promotions. A sugar baron of renown. His is one of the most respected names in the sugar manufacturing industry in Northern India.

Maj Vijay Singh Mankotia:  A member of one of the erstwhile princely families of Himachal Pradesh. An alumni of the Indian Military Academy where he had the unique distinction of being awarded the coveted “Sword of Honour”. He was commissioned into a Gorkha Regiment and served the Army with distinction. He took premature retirement and took to active politics where he is remembered as one of the most versatile as Minister of Tourism of Himachal Pradesh. He has thereafter done yeoman service to the School.

Brig Harish K Dhawan: He is also an alumni of National Defence Academy and was commissioned in the Corps of Engineers in 1958.  A Post Graduate Engineer, he has also taken active part in the UN Operations in Congo in 1962-63 and Indo Pak Wars in 1965 and 1971. In the Corps of Engineers he took up sailing and was a National Champion in Yachting. He has now settled in Delhi.

Some of the others who could not come were Paul Tonk, Vinnie (Toti) Aggarwal and Jogi Rudra.

The Message which all of us want to convey is that wherever we have gone out in to the world we have tried to live up to the standards set for us by the school; so that people could say, “There goes a Cottonian – a man of courage and character”.

Our message to the school (which put us through our paces) is that

“We have come from the four corners of the globe, on this occasion and to say that we thank the school for putting us through our paces so that we could stand on our own feet and take our places as respectable citizens in society and that we have not been found wanting in any manner”.

We have participated with joy in the festivities of this occasion. We all watched with great happiness and satisfaction the high class shows the school had put up, and the meticulous manner in which all the activities were planned. We go back with great sense of satisfaction, knowing that the school is in safe and capable hands.

 In conclusion I would like to borrow an expression which I want to say on my behalf and on behalf of all other classmates who had come that: “I was a very lucky man, lucky because I was a Cottonian, not everybody can have such luck”

(HK Dhawan)
Brig (Retd)
For and on behalf of Class of 1954