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[SIZE=5][*******DarkOrange]Limited Series Production (LSP-5) aircraft made historic first flight..
[/COLOR][/SIZE]Hyderabad: Tejas LSP-5 finally had its maiden flight at Old Bangalore Airport today. It took off at 10:55 am and landed safely at 11.35 am. It went up to 8 km at a max speed of .8 Mach and pulled up to 4 G. IRC and full after-burner were used. "We have done all test points. It flew for 40 minutes. It's a great day for us," Tejas Program chief P.S. Subramanayam tells Tarmak007 from Bangalore.
DRDO chief Dr V.K. Saraswat told Tarmak007 said during the Aerospace Conclave in Hyderabad that, the scientists and engineers couldn't have asked for more. "I am being told that the LSP-5 was a dream flight," Dr Saraswat said.
LSP-5 was piloted by Lt Cdr Ankur Jain of LCA Navy Team at NFTC and the chase aircraft was a PV-3 piloted by Gp Capt Thomas.
Stay tuned for more.
[*******#CC0000][FONT="][SIZE=5][*******DarkOrange]IA Dhruv and IA Para-jumpers..
[SIZE=5][*******DarkOrange]ATV (INS Arihant) Special..
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Dont know but i guess when its here we may see some Pics of Akula in Indian Colors..
[*******DarkOrange][SIZE=4]UN troops bring a taste of India to a lawless DR Congo
[/SIZE][/COLOR]By Paul Moss
BBC News, Congo
In Africa's most lawless country, the Democratic Republic of Congo, UN troops face both appalling violence and also intense criticism for their failures, but for the Indian peacekeepers there is still time to enjoy a few of life's simple pleasures.
The officer was genuinely upset.
It was the senseless waste that seemed to distress him.
He was Punjabi, a military man from a military family, and he had served in conflicts from Kashmir to the Chinese border.
Now he was a UN peacekeeper in Congo.
But even with this extensive experience of human behaviour, he had seen something here that defied all understanding.
"It's the mangoes," he said. "They grow everywhere. They are good ones too. And you know what?"
He sighed deeply, almost unable to articulate this outrage against all reason.
"The local Congolese people here - they do not even know how to make mango chutney."
I could have laughed. Or I could, perhaps, have been annoyed at his odd sense of priority.
Here in North Kivu Province, you cannot count the number of war casualties - you cannot even count the number of wars.
They range from a major confrontation with international dimensions, right down to little micro-battles, and with all sizes and shapes of conflict on the spectrum in between.
As one Congolese journalist said to me - almost proudly - here, every hillside has its army.
It is into this maelstrom that the troops from India have been sent, as part of the United Nations peacekeeping mission.
But their mandate here is not just about preventing war.
"We want to set up social projects to develop the area," another Indian officer told me. "If people have jobs, they are less likely to fight."
He showed me the village hall they are helping to build near the town of Kiwanja. And there are plans also for a school to teach car maintenance.
But then, yes, he was an Indian, and his thoughts had turned to culinary possibilities. And that meant showing the villagers how to make mango chutney - they could sell the chutney or at least learn how preserving fruit makes it keep, a useful skill where refrigeration is scarce.
But in the temporary absence of this crucial condiment, the troops were not going short of decent food.
Much to my amazement, at their base they had built an impressive officers' mess and rustled up a dazzling selection of curries, side-dishes and fried rotis.
Once upon a time, British officers serving in the Raj would go to great lengths to recreate familiar home comforts.
Now these soldiers were echoing their former colonials rulers - making sure there was a corner of an African field that was forever India.
They had even had India's Kingfisher beer flown in and served it up in rather elegant pint glasses with spicy snacks on the side.
I soon saw why they needed these comforts.
One morning we set off on foot patrol - about a dozen of us, all wearing bullet-proof jackets that weighed heavily in the damp equatorial heat.
We were trekking into a remote area of farmland where the owners are often too scared to tend their fields.
Every time one of the myriad armed factions here decides to take on another or to pillage a local community, the Indian troops are expected to throw themselves in the middle.
As we tramped through the wet, knee-high vegetation, I asked one soldier where he came from. It turned out he came from a small town in the North Indian state of Himachal Pradesh.
Another grew up in Kerala.
None had been abroad before - and some would not even have left their home state until army life required it.
Now here they were, on patrol in a distant country that I would guess some could not have found on a map.
But the UN mission in Congo is not going according to plan.
Only last July, one rebel group raped more than 200 women in a single attack.
It turned out there was a UN peacekeeping base just 20 miles (30km) away, yet no troops showed up until several days after.
It was, the UN admitted, a terrible failure.
I raised this subject with the soldiers on my patrol. It seemed they had been handed a mission in which failures were clear but success was harder to define.
There was no target destination to conquer nor invaders to expel.
So what, I asked them, would count as victory?
As if on cue, a group of children from a nearby village came past all laughing and giving the Indians a thumbs-up sign.
"A little happiness on the face of a single villager," the platoon commander said, "that's a kind of victory."
And he did not offer anything more substantial than that.
It was odd to find this attitude, almost like Gandhi in its simplicity, from a man carrying an automatic weapon.
But, the children were laughing. And in the midst of this war zone, I, too, felt a little safer to have the blue-helmeted soldiers alongside me.
I thought of the Kingfisher beer waiting back at base and we carried on walking.
Last edited by Kunal Biswas; 11-21-2010 at 10:39 AM.
[SIZE=5]CLOSE-UPS: Tejas LSP-5 On Its First Flight
[SIZE=5]Science & spirituality: GTRE Director chants Gayatri Mantra during Kaveri's maiden flight![/SIZE]
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http://tarmak007.blogspot.com/[*******black]Scientists are superstitious. Especially when the going gets tough, you need all the luck under the Sun to hit the Bulls Eye. This piece brings to you some dressing room stories, when DRDO’s Kaveri engine spat fire creating history in Russia.[/COLOR]
[*******black] Kaveri fitted on to IL-76 – the modified [/COLOR]Flying Test Bed (FTB) – had its successful maiden flight at [*******black]Gromov Flight Research Institute ([/COLOR]GFRI) [*******black]on November 3, 2010[/COLOR]. For over a decade or so, GTRE scientists faced a lot of criticism from the government agencies, Services, defense watchdogs, media and self-styled engine experts, for not delivering what was promised.
The Kaveri engine thus became a joke and GRTE soon became a forgotten lab. And, India’s super-pride plane program – LCA – too moved ahead with a paradesi heart. “Yes, we had to face many challenges. While the world was laughing at us, we were putting that extra mile to make the engine fly. We admit the delays, but it’s unfair to forget our struggle and not to recognize our achievement,” says Mohan Rao, Director, GTRE.
At the just-concluded Aviation Conclave 2010 in Hyderabad DRDO Chief Dr V.K. Saraswat said that DRDO branding will happen only with excellence. And, he ensured to pat Mohan and his boys at every opportunity he got during the conclave. While history was created, Mohan was tensed and was in the company of his colleagues waiting anxiously at GFRI.
“This was the moment of my life. I prayed to God. I have done everything. My team has done. Now, the flight is about to take-off. I chanted the Gayatri Mantra. I was continuously chanting the mantra. I shouted… Take-off, take-off… The Russian friends screamed Athleshna (excellent),” Mohan Rao, said.
Many mails came to Tarmak007 asking why the DRDO failed to celebrate Kaveri’s maiden flight, the way it ought to have. A point there, considering what the DRDO and GTRE had to undergo over Kaveri.One definitely needs to salute the spirit of GTRE scientists, who toiled hard to make Kaveri fly.
May be, the need of the hour is more Gayatri mantras for the road ahead!
[SIZE=5]From Somewhere In The Bay OF Bengal[/SIZE]
[SIZE=5]On Board The Indian Navy's Hippopotamus OF War[/SIZE]