Wednesday, February 10, 2016

INDIAN ARMY :: "Naam, Namak, Nishaan" VIRTUES WORTHY ENOUGH TO LIVE & DIE

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The Ethos of  Indian Soldier


"My buddy isn’t back from the battlefield, Sir...Request permission to bring him back."

 "Permission refused", said the CO "I don't want u to risk your life for someone who is probably dead".


 The soldier nevertheless went and came back half wounded with the dead body of his buddy....


 "See ! I told you ...He's dead and you are wounded! Was it worth going there?"


 "Oh it was Sir, gasped the soldier, "when I got to him, he was still alive and he said to me


"Buddy, I was sure You would come !"

“All for one, One for all”


-Indian Army
















Cdr Sharan Ahuja Sja's photo.















INDIAN ARMY :  "Naam, Namak, Nishaan" 

VIRTUES WORTHY ENOUGH TO LIVE
                                    &

                                   DIE




FAUJIS NOT ONLY AID CIVIL POWER IN DISASTER.. Also KNOW HOW TO SALVAGE OWN BROTHERS WITH HELP AND JOSH AND NEVER SAY DIE SPIRIT FROM ALL OTHER REGTS. ENGINEERS... SIGNALS.. ORDNANCE AMC AOP BESIDES MAKING BRIDGE IN 48 HOURS AT PRAGATI MAIDAN...7 TH PAY COMMISSION MAKE TAKE BACK EVERYTHING..

The MEN IN UNIFORM WILL DIE FOR THE MOTHERLAND NOT FOR NFFU
                                                                       .. .............. JAI HIND


While all eyes of the country are today on Lance Naik Hanumanthappa, as indeed they should be, spare a thought for the valiant men of the Indian Army who threw themselves into the search and rescue mission in that god forsaken land

Lets first place this effort in perspective. Sonam post, where the avalanche took place, is at an altitude of approx. 20,500 feet. We are talking an altitude equivalent to Camp 2 to Mount Everest.The average temperatures here are about -25 deg C by day & -45 deg C by night. It is here, that more than 200 soldiers, carrying loads of over 40 kgs per person including rock drills, electrical saws, specialised equipment, survival rations and personal gear started to dig. (Remember, unlike expeditions to Everest, there are no sherpas that carry your load here - your burden is yours alone)


The ice debris from the avalanche covered an area of 800 mtrs by 1000 mtrs with a depth of 25 to 30 feet. Massive ice boulders, some the size of a small room, had covered the post. Most of this was blue ice, almost as hard as concrete


Through snow blizzards, spine chilling cold and great personal risk of being buried under an avalanche tthemselves, they cut, drilled, sawed and dug through tons of ice and snow. Through night and day, 6 days in a row, they kept at it, throwing everything they had into it. Chances of finding a survivor in an avalanche, they say goes down to approx 20 % within 3 hours.

In 6 hrs, that goes down further to 1%. But that didn't daunt or shake the resolve of these 200 odd men. For them, percentages and probabilities did not matter. What mattered was that ten of their own were trapped under those sheets of ice, and they had to be pulled out. Period.


It's interesting also to understand the operational logistic back up chain that came up to support these 200 men digging away frantically. At these heights, a Chetak helicopter, can carry just one to two jerrycans of fuel or kerosene at a time. The fuel and kerosene required to light up the area, fuel the specialised equipment like radars and power communication equipment etc would require hundreds of flying hours. The logistics chain shall require pushing in of fuel, equipment, rations, standby troops, medical support, weather warning radars. Even by the most modest estimate, that shall translate to tens of thousands of manhours over a six day period. All this to rescue ten men, who by every acknowledged line of reasoning, rational or otherwise stood no chance in hell of having survived.


But they did. And pulled Hanumanthappa out.


This is the reason that officers and men of the Indian Army throw themselves willingly into harms way, when the occasion demands it. Because they know that no matter what, their mates shall come after them if they were to fall.
This is the reason my chest swells with pride today, 4 years after having hung up my fabulous Olive Greens, and makes me write.


This is why "Naam, Namak, Nishaan" are virtues worthy enough to live and die


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