Word: polos
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...impressed one blazing afternoon last week by a pastoral scene near suburban Olney, across the District line in Maryland. The throb of hooves on turf, the click of mallets on willow root balls, and the clink of ice in highball glasses were enough to identify the occasion as a polo match, but the diplomatic license tags and the Caddies and Jags that outlined the field indicated that it was of more than passing interest. The interest, in fact, was focused almost entirely on the sidelines...
...Confiscated by Nehru's government were his solid gold and silver temple, a fortress filled with jewels, all his palaces but one, three-fourths of his private possessions. The royal herd of 200 elephants melted down to a mere dozen or so, and only a dozen polo ponies remain from his prewar champion string of 100. Even so, the maharaja still manages to make ends meet...
...adequate salary of 18 million rupees ($3,780,000) a year. And, since his job does not require him to stay at home much, he has adapted himself to the New India by doing what he" has done most of his life: cruising the world in search of polo games...
...friend and fellow poloist, J. K. Atal, minister of the Indian embassy. The maharaja and his handsome son and heir, Maharaj Kumar Bhwani Singh, 21, alternated in the No. 4 position on a team of mixed diplomats (Indians, Britons and a Pakistani), against the socialite Washington Polo Club team. The maharaja, a big (6 ft. 2 in., 200 lbs.), beaming fellow, turned up in unexotic loafers, levis and leather chaps, managed to score one goal (he has a seven-goal rating) before the weather fagged him and his overburdened pony. The maharani, his darkly glamorous wife, looked cool and composed...
Between chukkers, the 35-year-old third maharani* dutifully mopped her sweltering husband with a dry towel, fetched him beer, and shaded him with her bright parasol. Gasped sweating Prince Kumar: "In India, we start our polo games at 5 in the afternoon." Between the humidity and the royalty, hardly anyone noticed the final score of the game, which the Washingtonians won, 10-5. Afterwards the maharaja and his wife and son repaired to a local dairy, where they cooled off over frosted milkshakes...