In the Armoured Corps, annual exercises happen in the harsh North Indian summer — with tanks roaring, dust flying, and temperatures touching 50 degrees.
As a young officer on one such exercise, part of Armoured Divisional Signal Regiment, I discovered something unexpected…
Amidst all the steel, discipline and heat, the most important thing wasn’t a tank, a radio set, or supplies.
It was… a tree.
Why did it matter so much?
And what did it quietly reveal about life in uniform?
Stay tuned for a funny and nostalgic story in Life in Uniform — coming soon on Fauji Tales!
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