Heartiest congratulations to Indian soldiers, today we are celebrating 17 the Kargil Victory Day .
I dedicate a minute from everyday of my remaining life to pray for our soldiers, they are our our pride.
To learn discipline one must follow the life of soldiers.
And here I am writing about my experience with Brigadier Ajit Singh Sir one of the Kargil War Heroes .
How I met him ?
– One day he came to our premises and took Makrana marble from us for his new house.
This developed a friendly relation and really a proud moment to be in his good books for my father.
Later after years my father read in a newspaper that Brigadier sir is posted to Jaipur now and now he is residing here with his family, so he called to Brigadier sir to meet him.
At first sir could not recognise my father, but later he recalled and agreed to meet him.
And then when we went Jaipur ( papa and me ) for some work, we met Brigadier sir at his Army area.
He came in a black vintage official car, one of his subordinate came out of car and then after name confirmation got us into the car.
Siting with such a great personality gave me goosebumps.
We greeted each other and then my father handed over to him the Geeta Ji books and some other books of Gitapress for reading.
He loved the books so much and was touched that my father remembered him.
Then he took us to his office via car and on the roadside of army area he showed us the mountains and missiles set up where the army rehearsals are done, may be.
He suggested me to capture the complete view of the place through my eyes and also guided on important places like where there was a statue of Kalam Sir’s missile ‘The Brahmos’ .
We reached at the office, all the army officers were doing their work and when he came, they saluted him and we followed him inside his cabin.
His cabin was a classical place, what I loved most was the Map of the world and a little shelf containing so many books about India.
There was also a TV that was showcasing a news channel and many other relevant items were their in the office.
Everything was shining, there was no sign of dust, we sat on the sofa side with sir and after lemonade he discussed with us so many things.
He told us about the survey that he was inspecting those days in a government hospital for the post of servants there. He said that how engineering students and students who are well qualified applied for that job post for merly an amount of 10k .
He scolded all those students and told them that at least respect and value your profession. They can get better jobs at other places but than the students replied sir we need money and for that we are ready to do even the work of servants.
This really left him in anger and sadness at the same time.
He also told us that one must –
Live for dreams and explore the country.
He told us about the Kargil wars, how he met with that situation, even he was injured in that but the victory at the end made them more courageous.
And he says that those soldier people are more like family to him.
He have a dream that after retirement he want to run an orphanage which support old parents and also to the people who are done with their life.
He says that he want a India which is suicide cases free.
He want to serve cows in his old age at his hometown.
I was deeply motivated listening to his dreams.
After the conversation he called a camera man and asked to click snaps with him .
I was shivering then.
He was busy man but he had feeling attached to his home and as the marble was provided by us he wanted to week dad’s advice on it.
When we reached the house a guard opened the door saluting sir and ma’am welcomed us.
I wasn’t prepared with this all, so I was just trying to add everything to my memory to share with you people later.
Again it was the coffee table where we all sat, i discussed many new things with ma’am .
She loves interior designing and teaching kids so we shared common interests.
Later ma’am offered sweets to us and being a sweet hater I refused for it but sir and ma’am ordered me and I had to munch on two pieces one for each.
Later I saw the home along with sir and papa.
The home was classy, simple and everything in it was full of feeling.
There was greenary around the corner and in the balcony area and the corners and designs in the house were designed by ma’am .
I really loved the house.
Being an Indian Hindu, when you get into kitchen it is a general rule that you should not wear slippers and get it so being habitual i took out my slippers to which sir said, beta it is fine.
We are okay with everything in life, there are many meetings in which we have to offer drinks even though we don’t take it but now we have accepted everything.
Then he showed us the temple, it was very divine place and he had one murti placed in it for building his dream temple at Salasar Ji Temple.
After visting the whole house,he took UA in the backyard of the house and my my , you won’t believe that the house was attached to a kids school which was ran and looked after by ma’am.
The school was really very creative with alphabetical and numericals on walls.
There were toys and cycles for kids to play.
The school had an auditorium with dancing band and music band welcoming and cheering students to be fancy and identify their dreams.
There was an artificial zoo made on the stairs and downwards the stairs with different animals and about them chart.
Basically it provided knowledge to the kids of different animals.
The little school was more captivating than all those big schools of the town.
When I reached to the school office room, I really loved the wallpapers hanged there, it was ma’am and sir with their kids posting along with Kalam sir receiving a certificate for running the best kids school somewhere on the hills.
I believe those little children to be lucky as they were gettingthwir education by one of the most wanted Gurus.
I do not remember the name exactly but I was really so motivated and felt blessed to meet such amazing and down to earth people.
Simplicity is never out of fashion, it just touches heart and make you a human being in the world of wild humans.
Hill Station Reader.
They offered us lunch but we were getting late and so we had to skip it and we promised to have it on one of the beautiful upcoming days.
They gifted me a packet of munch, some more chochaltes and a lovely light lamp as Diwali was near .
I was deeply fascinated by the lamp.
And I cherish the meeting of that day by praying to God to plan many such meetings for me.