The book begins by providing a brief account of JRD Tata’s early life and his journey to establish himself in the world. Jeh, as he was known during his childhood, had parents from different backgrounds – his mother was French and his father was Indian.
This book offers a glimpse into P.T. Usha’s childhood, the beginnings of her athletic journey, and the person who recognized and nurtured her talent.
All Usha wanted was to be successful in what she loved doing the most – singing. But it wasn’t easy at all. Her unique voice was not liked by everyone, and her music teacher refused to let her join the school choir because of this.
This book has a large dollop of courage, a dash on the value of education, a spoonful on the pain of India and a large drizzle of anger. At the end of a chapter, there are bits of information you can read to understand the history better.
Fondly called Jhalri, right from the time she killed a tiger with her bare hands, to the day she died fighting against the Britishers, the people of Bhojla and Jhansi have always admired her for her strength, bravery and valour.
When I first got this book I was very excited to read it because I knew Milkha Singh as The Flying Sikh but I didn’t know about his life. I had to read on to find about his sheer determination and zeal to prove himself. The book has touched me in a way I can’t explain.