Number 17 Squadron shines
even in lands across the frontlines.
As part of the glorious Indian Air Force,
it has been a dependable workhorse.
It was raised In Ambala, in 1951,
under the first October Sun.
A small office with a fence picket,
first CO was Flt Lt DL Springett.
They flew initially Harward II B’s,
now flying Rafales with equal ease.
They touched the skies with Mig-21s
reaping glory with battle drums.
Always known as ‘Golden Arrows’,
a gentle falcon among sparrows.
A fighting force so lethal,
a bunch of the bravest people.
The callsigns are of the Greek gods,
help missions against all odds.
The glory of the squadron flies high,
drawing serendipity that never dies.
COs BS Dhanoa and SK Kaul
have both played legendary roles.
Both rose to Air Chief Marshal,
Both were fearless and impartial.
Tony led in Kargil from the front
bearing battle’s full-bore brunt
His leadership was exemplary
filling squadron’s prize gallery.
Chacha Chou and Dhaliwal
flew big missions assuming small,
All pilots, technical officers and airmen
were seen working in the blast pens.
The effort was big and the action joint,
this has always been a strong point.
And this poet too if you could follow,
his callsign was the Sun god ‘Apollo’.
- Author: Max (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: October 30th, 2022 06:36
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 9
Comments2
What a stunning tribute to a wonderful air force squadron, national pride at its finest. A great write my friend!
That's so nice that you related. I thought it may not matter to anyone but you noticed it. Thanks
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