摘要:The demise at a ripe old age, in remote Coonoor, in the tea growing hills of Nilgiris in south India, was the place chosen by the fine soldier to fade away, as old soldiers must. He had a lovely house on a hillock overlooking the downs, which included the Defence Services Staff College, of which he had been the Commandant. His wife had predeceased him and his children were in different parts of India. He preferred to be himself and on his own. Till the end, a lively outlook on life and soldiering remained his style, as it did through his life.