Friday, 11 April 2008


Again,I was unable to fathom the meaning of this remark.I learned more in 1957 when David Lean’s famous film , ‘The Bridge on the River Kwai’ came to the camp cinema.It was based on a best-selling novel of the same title,by the French writer,Pierre Boulle. We children all went to see it and revelled in the British bulldog grit portrayed.We loved the way Alec Guinness faced down the Japanese officer,we whistled the ‘Colonel Bogey’ march and cheered lustily when the bridge and the train were blown up.At the same time,the film taught me something about the war and South-East Asia , and made me aware of a wider world , outside my immediate personal experience.