I came across my old school’s website, it was a pleasant surprise.
This is a small part of it, the main building which is an ancient farm house. The arrow that you see is where my bed was in the dorm, I had a really nice view!
oops, forgot to put the arrow, it’s the first window from the left, right at the top, in the roof.
Darjeeling... which part of India is it in? North, south, where? I think I heard it is a beautiful place by itself. It seems like a hilly area (design of roof tops). The pic of Aug 15 is nice. The air must be full of excitement at that time.
[This message has been edited by Peacemaker (edited June 19, 2001).]
Akif said these pics are of Military College Sara-i-Alamgir.
In which case it is quite a distance from Abbotbabad. What are you talking about? Are you missing PMA Kakul (in Abbotabad) or are you missing Sara-i-Alamgir?
And I have been to Abbotabad and PMA, Kakul, but I never made enquiries into the names of the trees or their royal connections.
visit for a few months and samaghtay hain they know the place
I grew up there practically
every summer of my life except these past few i have spent in abbotabad
One of my uncles was in the navy and he did his passing out at kakul verrrrrry long time back
and we played tennis and ping pong at the club
and these lads used to come up to the hospital for the physicals …
ooo wait i forgot bout the club ..while we used to play tennis they used to practice marching on the other side of the fence
Now if anyone tries to tell me they know more bout abbotabad then me i am gonna smash their head
shame on you for not knowing your trees and plants
OoooOOo before i forget I said I miss abbotabad in clear black letters
not Sara i Alamgir
"Visit for a few months" ???? aray bibi, I was in Kakul for all of 2 hours (max) so I don't know much about it except their Gym and the cool-looking mosque. But even those I probably won't recognize from the pics right now.
So you are welcome to claim all association with PMA - Kakul. Jao ayesh karro! :))) Go play pingpong or tennis or whatever. Sheeesh!
Peacemaker,
Darjeeling is located in the womb of the Himalayas not far from the Indo-Nepal border.Nestling in the grandeur and beauty of towering snow-capped mountains; with the mighty Kanchenjunga (King of the Mountains) dominating the somber, snowy sentinels, lies this jewel of a town – elegant, sophisticated and incredibly beautiful; the name of Tibetan origin means where Indra’s thunderbolt or scepter rested, (Dodi-thunder bolt, Ling-place). In Sanskrit, the name, derived from the world ‘Durjay Ling’, means ‘Siva of invincible prowess, who rules the Himalayas’.
The town, itself, laid out by Lord Napier of the Royal Engineers, is at an altitude of 2,134 m (7,000 ft). Moving up the hills, one is greeted by smiling tea gardens, changing to firs, pines and fast moving torrents, surrounded by 4,000 types of flowering plants and 300 varieties of ferns, including the rare tree fern.
Bounded on the north by Sikkim, Darjeeling is flanked by Bhutan on the East and Nepal on the West. Standing on a narrow ridge jutting out in a vast basin in the heart of the Himalayas, and enclosed by mountains, the view is more open to the north and north-east as where the eye traverses range after ascending range of hills behind the cultivated slopes of closer hills till the rising waves mingle with the distant snowy griddle of rugged peaks. Mark Twain had this to say of Darjeeling: “THE ONE LAND THAT ALL MEN DESIRE TO SEE, AND HAVING SEEN ONCE – BY EVEN A GLIMPSE – WOULD NOT GIVE THAT GLIMPSE FOR THE SHOWS OF THE REST OF THE WORLD COMBINED.”