H.Kishie Singh is based in Chandigarh and has been a motoring correspondent for newspapers like The Statesman, New Delhi and The Tribune.His column ‘Good Motoring’, for The Tribune ran for over 27 years. He has been also been the contributing editor for magazines like Car & Bike, Auto Motor & Sport and Auto India. His latest book Good Motoring was published recently and has co-authored a book with The Dalai Lama, Ruskin Bond, Khuswant Singh and others, called The Whispering Deodars.


Sunday, 27 September 2020

THE PATIALA PEG

 


It is not very often that a larger than life personality makes an appearance and leaves a lasting impression on society. True or not, it is then left to folklore and imagination to prop up that image.

His Highness Maharaja Bhupinder Singh of Patiala was one such personality. Everything he did was really larger than life.

He stood over two meters tall in his stockinged feet, had a magnificent physique and was immensely powerful. It is said (folklore!) that he could hit a sixer wielding a cricket bat with one hand!

He was an expert horse rider and his Patiala equestrian team was second to none. As were his stables. The Patiala Polo Team had an unbroken record of victories. Their feats at tent pegging were legendary.

One day news came to His Highness that a new unit of the British cavalry that had been recently posted to Ambala (Umballa then). They were superb polo players and expert marksmen at tent pegging.

“Invite them over”, said His Highness to his ADC. It was more of a challenge than an invite. But then, that was the way His Highness functioned.

The British cavalry arrived one evening and were feted in great style, Patiala style! A sumptuous multi course dinner, washed down with barrels of wine topped off with a hundred year old French Armagnac. An army band, including bag pipers regaled and impressed the guests with their music and marching.

The partying continued late into the night and the British staggered off into their quarters.

Next morning, punctual as only the British could be, the British riders were bright eyed and raring to go into action.

Hoping that the Brits were hung over and shaky, His Highness decided to put the cavalry in for tent pegging first. Tent pegging means the horse is at full gallop, the rider needs balance, a sharp eye and pin point accuracy to spear the peg.

They performed flawlessly, not missing a single peg. The Patiala Team was amazed and also a little unnerved.

If the Patiala Boys missed even one peg, they would lose.

As they broke for lunch, orders went out to the state carpenters to make pegs that were larger than the normal size.

As was expected, Team Patiala performed to perfection. Thanks to the large Patiala Peg!

The mist of time can cloud history. Times change, values change and certainly concepts change. Today hardly anybody has seen a Polo match or witnessed the superb spectacle of tent pegging. And when anyone mentions a Patiala peg people take it for granted that it is the peg that has been relegated to the bottom of your glass!

The Patiala Peg is a great legacy that has been established through the ages. In the entire world of alcohol, there is a chota peg or a bara peg.

For the Sardars, there is no chota peg or bara peg. There is only one measure for a drink.

The Patiala Peg!