THANKS PM SHRI MODIJI AND THE BJP GOVERNMENT.

It has been amply clarified, on number of occasion since yesterday; by the power that be; that the benefits of OROP will be applicable and available in all respects to the veterans, who have taken PMR and are already drawing military pension. However OROP including Pension for future PMR seekers will not be implemented. The VRS clause was actually meant for the SSC officers leaving the Defence Forces, after their contractual period of may be till 14 years. The issue probably got cluttered, when the veterans highlighted to the MOD; that there is nothing like VRS in the Defence Forces. It is then the fire fight ensued, to correct this mistake. The issue which was a last minute addition in the OROP order, found MOD in Red Face; and became difficult to justify. The veterans, due to this inadvertent error, were shocked and totally disappointed; causing severe set back to their legitimate and honorable fight for their Pride. All is well that ends well, so far it seems? The issue of OROP to till date veterans on PMR is solved.

"ONE RANK ONE PENSION" LEADERSHIP IS THE CAPACITY TO TRANSLATE VISION INTO REALITY.

Ladies and Gentlemen of the Indian Defence Force Veteran Fraternity, I as an Indian Army Officer, (though today I benefit from the present OROP form, I write for those who wont); am now treading on the OROP minefield, taking the risk, to attempt to explain, to clarify and to expose the hidden anomaly and weakness of “Koshiyari Committee Report”; Clearance of OROP by the “Two Parliaments” and the present “ESM Leadership”, who in their exuberance of achieving somehow success, are inadvertently “ Placing Themselves Into Misleading The ESM, By Promising Them Something They Know To Be Untrue”. About this hard, harsh and heartbreaking truth, the entire ESM brotherhood, the ESM agitators and the ESM on Relay Hunger Strike including Three Honorable Veterans on Fast unto Death wef 16 Aug; are unaware, unconscious and probably want to remain unconcerned, about the actual facts, the factual inside, which is going to severely affect, if OROP is allotted in its present form and will further deteriorate their peace and health; the step would be irrevocable, thereafter leaving Veterans to approach the Sanctity of Judiciary as the only option to resolve the large scale OROP painful anomaly.
“The Truth May Hurt For A Little While, But A Lie Hurts Forever”. “Veterans” the Prime Minister Shri Narendra Modji, has clearly foreseen the biggest shortfall in the present definition of the OROP. The leaders in ESM leadership, I am sure are well aware and conscious of all the facts? Surprising therefore, why other ESM members seem to be in total darkness about these glaring lacuna's?
The biggest bone of contention in the OROP as its stand in the present form is the edifice on which it has been based and built, “The Rank And The Length of Service In That Rank”. The "Koshiyari Committee Report" says, in Armed Forces, Equality in Service has two components, namely, Rank and Length of Service. The importance of Rank is inherent in Armed Forces as it has been granted by the President of India and signifies command, control and responsibility in consonance with ethos of service. Hence, Two Armed Personnel in the Same Rank and Equal Length of Service should get Same Pension Irrespective of Date of Retirement and any future enhancement in rates of pension be automatically passed on to the past pensioners. How very innocent and simple it looks, the Koshiyari Report also felt so, more so the committee was unaware of Army, Navy and Air Force rank intricacies. Now, the Senior and Old Veterans, who have retired much earlier, do not realize that during their time an Officer was promoted to the Rank of Major after 13 years of service, Lt Col after a Competitive Selection Board on 18 to 19 years of service and Col after a Competitive Selection Board much later. Whereas now, an Officer without any hitch or competition becomes a Major in 5 years of Service, Lt Col in time bound promotion in 13 years of service, a Col in 26 years of service. In Navy, generally smooth sailing is till Brig equivalent, and AF somewhat similar as Army. Therefore the majority of Officers, earlier retired in the Rank of a Major, and maximum as Lt Col, whereas today all Officers Retire as Col and equivalent. . Similarly promotions of PBOR, during earlier days; were delayed and late, large percentage of PBOR retired in the Rank of Sepoy, whereas now almost all PBOR attain the rank of Havaldar before retiring.
Now what Modiji is saying? the “Mathematical glitch”; An earlier Veteran who has retired as a Major, inspite of putting 30 years of service, will get maximum pension of today’s equivalent Major’s service till 13 years, because on 13th year the present Major gets promoted to a Lt Col. Nobody retires as Major today. Similarly earlier Veteran who has retired as Lt Col, inspite putting 30 or more year’s service in that rank, will only get maximum pension of today’s equivalent Lt Col service till 26 years, because on 26th years of service, the present Lt Col gets promoted to a Col. Nobody retires as Lt Col today.
What Modji, is saying, if OROP is Approved and Granted in its Present Flawed Form, the large number of Veterans, will not benefit, because as per Koshiyari Committee Report, OROP is Same Rank and Equal Length of Service in that Rank. This aspect, respected Veteran “Ladies and Gentlemen” Modji could not visualize when he inherited the flawed OROP Agenda from the Congress, the UPA Govt. The other Two Issues of contention in the OROP, First; is payment of OROP dues with Retrospective Date and the Second; decision on Cut of Date, April 2011/ April 2014. Now the Retrospective issue is again highly contentious, firstly no documents of Older Veterans are available in the Archives of the Defence Forces, making it difficult to realize the exact amount due to each individual veteran, the total arrears as per rough estimate, without proper input available; is colossal, and may run into many thousands crore. The total stated figure of OROP Rs 8300/ crore is a misnomer, the author of this hypothetical figure remaining obscure.
“TRUTH IS POWERFUL AND IT PREVAILS” Unfortunately the leadership of OROP is in the hands of Officers who are already into OROP, and are therefore oblivious of the danger and pain which the Veterans will realize, if OROP is implemented in the present flawed form, resulting in large number of litigation and agitations. Gentlemen, do we have the courage to assure The PM Shri Narendra Modiji, that no one will approach the Judiciary, knock the doors of the Court, once the OROP in its present form is implemented; in order to get and demand what we are not understanding and foreseeing today.
THE NAKED TRUTH IS ALWAYS BETTER THAN THE BEST DRESSED LIE. I know the OROP atmosphere is highly charged, volatile and the Veterans are in no mood to relent to any logic. The issue is now further precipitated by our Three Respected Honorable Veterans deciding to go on Indefinite Hunger Strike. Respected brother Veterans inspite of these facts, we need to rationally think and study the entire report, individually; to exactly know what we are demanding and will be individually getting. Fortunately, Modji is favorably disposed towards the Armed Forces, and we should make the best of the situation, kindly do not get into rhetoric, and take decision on emotions. Like, today I benefit from the OROP, but after 2 years, when the Rank of Brigadier is made time bound, after 28 years all to be promoted; I would regret accepting the OROP in the Present Form. Respected Veterans, I do not claim all correctness in my claim, in my argument, but I have the Courage to request you all, especially at a time; when the atmosphere is not conducive for any suggestion. Dear Veterans, “The First Step To Get What We Want Is Having The Courage To Get Rid Of What We Don’t.”

NEVER GIVE SOMEONE THE OPPORTUNITY TO WASTE YOUR TIME TWICE.

Rahul Gandhi is evidently a visible new strain of Mutant, who thinks he has surfaced after, his famous two month sabbatical with extra Vigor, Intelligence and Wisdom. He is the new Discovery of India. Do not therefore, ever get surprised, if Rahul Gandhi, writes a Book about India, for Posterity, and the Congressmen will grade him as a renowned scholar. His Grandfather, Pundit Nehru had similar take on Indian History. He wrote, as a Foreigner, as a Congressman, as his Autobiography, glorifying the Moguls. Nehru was not free from the general Indian Intellectual Timidity and believed: that Ancient Indians lacked Historical Sense, Historical Writings and Historically, Effective Governance. Rahul Gandhi thinks the same, he has been made to feel, that other than Gandhi Scion, historically none can rule this Nation. Nehru forgot that the Mogul's, during their 800 years rule had destroyed every trace of written Indian History. Likewise Rahul Gandhi fails to acknowledge, that Congress, during its 60 years rule, after Indian Independence; has destroyed every trace of Indian Nationalism, Indian Hindu Pride. Nehru never ever attached very much importance to the stories of Hindu Scriptures, concocting them as Mythology; as factually true, and even criticized the magical and super-natural elements in them”. Rahul Gandhi with his moronic ideas and mindset fails to attach any importance to the intellect of any other Non Congress Leaders, for him Digvijay Singh, Jairam Ramesh and Salman Kurshid are the Epitome of Virtues. Wish, Nehru had traced the Remnants of Hindu Religious Stories on ground in the Subcontinent and South East Asia. Nehru made 'Hindu' a dirty word. Indian History and History Writing were distorted to Placate Residues of Islamic Imperialism. He distrusted and weakened Hinduism through his writings, the consequences, we live with even today. Similarly, Wish, Rahul Gandhi had gone beyond the Teachings of his Christian Tenets, and Assimilate the Enormous Wealth of Knowledge from Ramayana, Mahabharata, Bhagwat Gita and Other Hindu Scriptures. It is only then, Rahul Gandhi would be able to Impact his Presence, Transform the Impression of a Court Jester. The lists of Nehru’s sins against Hinduism, Hindu Society and Indian Nation in his writing are too long to be recounted here. Nehru’s work was product of “Cheat Sheets”, the mysterious script writer remaining obscure till date. Rahul Gandhi is repeating the same mistake, his misconception that Hindi, Hinduism, Hindu Society, Culture, Thinking and Pride are threat to his Mafioso Family. And he is the Cosa Nostra of Renaissance, be it FTII, Privacy Law, Film Censorship, GST, Land Bill and OROP, Etc. Rahul Gandhi, It was the same Nehru who said that 'India didn't need an Army' and weakened the Army to the extent that we suffered the 1962. It was same Nehru who purposely denied India of Permanent UN Security Council Seat. Rahul Gandhi, do you know,
FAILURE IS UNIMPORTANT. IT TAKES COURAGE TO MAKE FOOL OF YOURSELF.

YOU COULD FIND MANY DIFFERENT ANSWERS IN A MILITARY COMBAT. AND I DID A “BAJRANGI” BHAIJAN.

The weather was at its mischievous worst, extremely windy with heavy rain and snow fall; at the military forward post on “Point 4810”, somewhere near the Punj sector of  J&K. The story goes back to a period, when myself, Rakesh DubeyCobra Vir Chakra; as a young combat officer was deployed for combat operations in that area, my outfit comprised of mountainous region hilly “Garhwali” troops. We were a tough, menacingly deadly and lethal group of combat soldiers, totally dedicated to our cause, had no liking for Pakistani people, their religion, their belief, their culture and their existence as a Pakistan Nation. We were deployed on the LOC, the demarcation of the Pakistani Occupied Kashmir; and were absolutely aware that Pakistan was a Rogue Nation, the Nation which had no intention, scruples to exercise the rules of engagement in any encounter. They are known to push inside India; the Terrorists, POKs innocent civilians, both old and women; smugglers and forcefully picked, abducted and blackmailed, able bodied Youngman of POK, as spies.
There was two more forward military post ahead of Point 4810, at lower heights towards the LOC; on the LOC and nearest to Pakistani army forward most post, “Jhanda Tekri”, was our “Panther Post”, the separating distance of India and Pakistani post was similar to a length of a volley ball court. The two armies were therefore deployed at a talking distance from each other. I knew each and every Pakistani soldier, deployed there; by face, habit and conduct. They were all Pakistani Punjabi troops, conversationalist of only Punjabi language, and therefore we understood almost everything what they spoke. We hated and disliked each other and most of the time we exercised self style shoot at sight orders. I and my soldiers enjoyed each and every moment and day of our deployment there; our activities were totally challenging and highly exciting, demanding the extreme test of our military worth and training. This was a combat soldier’s dream of life time. At slightest provocation, we would not hesitate to sharpen and improve our shooting skills by testing our specialized weapon on the Pakistani’s. The motto “Who Dares Wins” was in practice all the time. The distance from Point 4810 to our forward most post on the LOC, had depth of probably more than 2km; this depth and the length all along the LOC was heavily mined, totally fenced and was under our constant surveillance 24/7 and 365 days. Since the area was heavily mined and fenced, entering the area was difficult by the untrained; with no human traffic inside, the area had developed into a thick Jungle, including abode, ensuring natural protection and breeding of variety of dangerous wild animals; many a time dangerous wild mountain black panther, leopards, wild cats could be seen roaming inside our military post, attracted by large number of sheep and goats kept as meat on hoof by us. As a self rule we never hurt and killed any wild animal in the area.
The Pakistani, Punjab regiment company facing us, was officered by one Capt Rashid, a tough and handsome Punjabi man, and so was I, extremely fit, tall and muscular, and would not have hesitated to kill Rashid with my bare hand; our intention were well known to each other, he was also equally waiting for a chance to do the same. We occasionally spoke without regret, depending on our mood; he being married, when he received a letter from his wife; and I being a bachelor, whenever, I had a good meal and beer. Yes! Occasionally, Rashid requested for a bottle of Indian Army Rum from us, a drink very popular with the Pakistani Army; the bottle which we rolled to him during such burst of Glad Moments. However, such bonhomie did not prevent us from shenanigans killing of a Pakistani, our sniper always remained alert, defiladed; a silhouette of the enemy was enough for our sniper to take a potshot. I was very sure, the Pakistanis had similar plans and designs for us, all the time.
My troops were very clearly instructed by me, without any iota of doubt; that they are in a highly volatile combat environment, and if ever, they are found wanting or fail, they are to be blamed, and nobody else; and will find no sympathy from me whatsoever. A combat soldiers, pride and the National spirit will ensure that his Guard is Never Down, He should be Brave and not Foolhardy, He should Kill and Not Get Killed. I had made it clear; I want Lethality and not Lethargy, I want Courage and not Cowardice, I want Alertness and not Aloofness. IF A COMBAT SOLDIER CANNOT KEEP HIS MENTAL AND PHYSICAL STATE IN THE COMBAT ZONE, HE SHOULD LEAVE JOB AND GO HOME THAT WAS MY HARSH MESSAGE TO ALL. THE COMBAT SOLDIERING IS A PASSION NOT A NAUKARI. As professional combat soldiers, we never took malice, of any repugnant act of the Pakistanis, I knew they are Rogues, and therefore needed a Thorough Professional Military Handling. THE POLITICIANS, MAY PLAN AND DECIDE ANYTHING, BUT WE SHOULD KNOW WHAT WE HAVE TO DO? WE FACE THE ACTUAL COMBAT SITUATION ON GROUND, FACING THE BRUNT ALL THE TIME.
As always, that night, I had planned to lay an ambush on the LOC, the information was specific; a Pakistani spy was being pushed inside, from area between Point 4890 and Point 4810, the valley was narrow, therefore I could guess the exact location of the ingress, and had rightly plotted the pinpoint spot where the ambush will be tactically sited and positioned. We were very close to “Jhanda Tekri” post of the Pakistanis on the LOC, a very dangerous situation.
At exactly 2100hrs (9 PM), we were in position, the ambush tactically sited, awaiting the target subject. The weather continued to remain harsh and volatile, visibility was very poor, and our task to catch the Pakistani intruder alive had made the combat goal relatively more difficult. The wait was quite long and strenuous; the added degree of difficulty was multiplied by extreme harsh weather. It was at 2300 hrs (11PM), the target entered the ambush killing zone; the man was complacent, careless and was oblivious of the impending danger lurking around him. He was also over confident, being so close to the LOC and Pakistani “Jhanda Tekri” Post; that he was making enough noise, without fear probably; for my professional combat soldiers to easily visualize, feel and clearly pick his presence inside the Ambush killing zone. Not to be killed; we ordered him to stop; He was alone, we could safely presume; On hearing our warning, the intruder, possibly took to his heels, nothing was visible, it was only the creak and crackle of dry wood under his heavy boots, that was easily indicating his line of move. My soldiers were a professional lot, the Pakistani intruder had no scope or chance therefore to escape from our clutches; the ambush stops, fired two single shots from their silencer fitted automatic weapons, and we heard a deep groan and thud of a fall. And in a whiff, like a Panther on prowl, we overpowered him, covering him with our Rain Cape, we flashed our military flash lights on him, the man had taken two straight bullets shots, on his thighs, not much damage it appeared, he would survive if given proper medical aid.
We searched him; he had only Rupees 1000 Indian currency notes on himself, and nothing else. However, we found him profusely crying clutching a Photograph in his hand, an unusual behavior at this moment; he seemed unconcerned, despite the fact that he had severe gunshot wounds; on closer scrutiny of the photograph, we saw his picture alongside one young woman and small lovely little girl; attired in Kashmiri dress, affectionately holding each other. The man seemed very poor, as demonstrated by his demeanor, a POK resident, being threatened, blackmailed and coerced to do something heinous in India. The man was continuously uttering and requesting almost begging us to save him; he wanted to live; wanted to meet his wife and little daughter at any cost. Surprising! It seems at that moment? Why would, therefore, he undertook this dangerous task? Separating from his young wife and little daughter, and leaving them behind, all alone. The Pakistani Intruders behavior, did not match with his action on ground, and we were certainly eager to know the genesis of his unusual act. On detail probing we learnt, that the man had no subversive or heinous design against India; he was a victim of total Poverty; Backwardness; Lack of Infrastructure, Social Security and Progress in Pakistan. He was Intruding into India to purchase and arrange for medical treatment of his ailing wife. This aspect was something; I had not expected from this encounter; I felt terribly hurt; I was disturbed; I was not married, but I could easily fathom the agony, the pain of this Pakistani man. I had to save him, I decided; not only that, I have to unite this Pakistani man with his ailing wife and daughter. “I will save you” I said, and gave him a locket of “HANUMAN”
We gave him a heavy dose of morphine injection, on his thighs; cleaned and dressed the wounds with the medicated Shell Dressing Bandages. The man was holding the locket tightly and praying, a sure authentication of that desperation to meet his family. We were Hindu Combat Soldiers, WISDOM, COMPASSION AND COURAGE WERE THEREFORE OUR MORAL QUALITIES. I DECIDED TO TAKE RISK, IF I WIN, I WOULD BE HAPPY, IF I LOSE I WOULD GET WISE. I decided to get this Pakistani intruder united with his family at all cost. The soldiering also gave us proficiency in human Psychology; and therefore I surely understood his Psyche. The man loved his family, therefore helping him at a time, when he is least expecting it, will make him indebted to us for life. TRUE COURAGE IS ABOUT KNOWING NOT WHEN TO TAKE A LIFE BUT WHEN TO SPARE IT.

NEVER REGRET, WISDOM IS TO DECIDE AND INTEGRITY IS TO ACT

After 5 hours of ordeal; and after absolute confirmation of the Pakistani intruder innocence; I decided to act on my wisdom; the decision to unite the Pakistani intruder with his family. It was day break; the Pakistani Intruder was stable, under medication; and ready for journey back to his village, which was located right in front, across the LOC, approximately 3 KM inside POK, a visible distance in Dabsi valley. The task was not easy, with Pakistani Army in-between being the main obstacle. My training said “AT TIMES IT IS NOT GOOD TO DESTROY YOUR ENEMY; IT IS GOOD TO TRANSFORM HIM”.
I did the same thing; My voice through the mega- phone, was crystal clear; directed to Capt Rashid, across to the Pakistani Post; “Rashid, I am stepping out in open; on top of the bunker; I will not be armed; and I need your assistance”. “Assistance to make one of your wounded Pakistani civilian, reach his ailing wife and his daughter.” I continued, “The choice is yours, you can ask your men to shoot me; or else you yourself can step out to assist me”. “I assure you”. I said, and added further, “We are Hindus, if we give our word, we shall not go back on it” With that statement, I stepped out; into open; standing on Top of the Bunker; in full view of the Pakistanis. All along, our relations had hinge on Self Style, “Shoot at Sight” orders. I was ready for the worst reaction from the Pakistanis; a reaction anticipated due to their demonstrated history. In spite of this fact, I had to take this Risk, to fulfill my Promise. Capt Rashid stepped out, in open; “I am a Muslim”, he said, “I will also not do anything, which will defame my religion.” "Tell me, for what you need assistance?” “I have a wounded Pakistani, with me, wounded by our gunshots,” I said; and further “He wishes to be united with his ailing wife, just 3km behind your Post, in Dabsi village;” “Your assistance can be in two ways?” “Capt Rashid;” “Either, you allow us to take him there?” “Or,” “You promise, that your men will undertake this responsibility?” “Where is the wounded man?” Capt Rashid inquired; “Look to your right Capt Rashid, behind that thick bush, he is there; properly medicated, and ready for journey” I replied. “OK” he affirmed; “can we pick him up?” He said. “No! Rashid, not till you promise, that he will be united with his wife and child; and he and his wife will be medically treated, till they recover completely and are fit?” “Come on, without fuss I promise you that,” He said giving a confirming grin. “All yours then”, “Capt Rashid,” “I wish you all the best” I said. I stood there on the bunker till Pakistani soldiers, removed the wounded Pakistan, to the safety of their post. Capt Rashid also remained fixed on top of his post, bunker. “GOOD BYE "KAFIR" CAPT RASHID,” I SHOUTED WAVING ADIOS TO HIM; “WHY DO YOU CALL ME KAFIR? HINDUSTANI! I AM A MUSLIM” HE RETORTED. “YOU DO NOT BELIEVE IN HINDUISM! THAT IS WHY?" "RASHID” I REPLIED BACK, WITH A GRIN. “BYE BYE RASHID, DO NOT BE SEEN HEREAFTER, OR ELSE I WILL BLOW YOUR HEAD,” I JOKED; "DON’T DO THAT HINDUSTANI, I AM MARRIED, IF YOU DISFIGURE MY FACE, MY WIFE, WILL NOT RECOGNIZE ME; WHEN I AM DEAD! YOU CAN HIT ME ON THE CHEST.” “RASHID YOU CAN PROMISE YOUR WIFE; THAT YOU WILL REACH HOME SAFELY; THAT IS HINDU’S WORD HIS PROMISE. “AND YES! RASHID; I HAVE HIDDEN A SPECIAL OLD MONK RUM BOTTLE WITH THE WOUNDED MAN; AS A GIFT FOR YOU.” "BYE, BYE, RASHID" "FROM A HINDUSTANI.” 

IT’S NOT THE GOODBYES THAT HURTS BUT THE FLASHBACK THAT FOLLOWS.

(The Exact Location, Sector of Operation and Certain Military Operation Details, and Names Withheld and Not Disclosed.)

WHAT ACTUALLY YOU MAKE OUT OF THESE INDIAN MEDIA NEWS CHANNELS?

ARE THEY SICK, SHIT, SOLD, SHAMELESS AND SACRILEGIOUS?

There is a thin line between News, Views, Whistle blower or Activist. Now to analyze the fault line, it is evident that the Indians have been ruled far too long by the Foreign Mindset, even after Independence, our Obsession with everything Imported, Western or European continues to Haunt our Thinking. You only feel confident and secure, unless you garnish you’re Discussion, Educational Qualification, Clothes and Life Style with Foreign, everything Indian is Down Market; Yoga is Saffron, whereas Lure Conversion is not Christian. Indian Dresses are strict No in India; Western Outfit is a must in Offices, Clubs and all Official Functions.
The USA and the Europeans, who never ever liked the Indian Mindset to Develop, our Philosophy to Prosper are intelligently colluding with the Indian Media News Channels to Systematically Subvert our Thinking and Views. To add to the Indians Woe, the Enormous Petro Dollar Funds from the Muslim World is adding Fuel to the Covert Sabotage of India by the Christian and the Muslim World. Let me highlight here, these Agents have no Love for Indian Christians/ Muslims, their Aim is to Divide, Break and Confuse the Indians, and make the Imported View Point Prevail to Force and Influence the Government Policies and Thinking.
INDIANS ARE WARNED THEREFORE TO BE AWARE AND BEWARE OF PEOPLE EDUCATED IN AND PATRONIZED BY GERMANY, IN EUROPE; AND IN THE USA. These are the places which Breed Contempt for India and everything Indian. Germany, please remember; is Worst Amongst the Lot, and she has been that way, since its Inception, she Identifies and Targets Gullible Indian Youth and Families, in order to fulfill, through them; Her Dubious Larger Subversive Designs.
Laughable, as it seems, FTII Pune, the Premiere Government Film Institute of India; has to concur with Arnab Goswami, Bunch of Agitating FTII Students, continuously failing in the exam, and being retained in the Institute for last SIX YEARS, by the Corrupt; as to who should be the FTII Chairman. Shri Gajendra Chauhan is not permitted by them, as not suited to the Muslim Film Personalities, and Whim of “Grapes Are Sour” Shri Anupam Kher, a Third Grade Failed Actor, riding on the Success of his Wife. India is not Venezuela; FTII is not Ranbir Kapoors Beach Orgy, Irresponsible and Shameless; FTII is not Rishi Kapoors, Alcoholic and Debauched Club; and they have the Impudence to advises on Shri Gajendra Chauhan Appointment. What Hema Malini Tweets, after her terrible injury, is insensitive? Arnab and Barkha, will Decide and Instigate the Public, about its Right or Wrong? Here Freedom of Speech is Partial. Shri Shivraj Singh Chauhan and The Jabalpur High Court should consult the Indian Media News Channel Stalwarts Arnab, Barkha, Ravish and Others; About Vypam Investigation? What should be Shrimati Sushma Swaraj and Shrimati Vasundara Raje Future, the Media to decide?
Who and what is this Indian Media? Judge for yourselves, they have become so Bold and Strong, that they are now Openly Challenging the Authority of Legitimately Elected Governments, they have no Responsibility, Accountability and Qualification whatsoever. This Air Conditioned Indian Media Anchors, living beyond their Known Source of Income; are enjoying, and having the last laugh; because nobody is questioning them, because they have the Clout of Enormous Foreign Funds, and therefore Backing and Wherewithal to Scare All and Sundry into Meek Acceptance of their Unfounded Strength and Authority. FROM NEWS TO NOW VIEWS, AND NOW THEY ARE WHISTLE BLOWER AND ACTIVIST, THEIR CREDIBILITY AND EFFICACY REMAINING ZERO. THINK AND DECIDE, BEFORE IT GETS LITTLE TOO LATE FRIENDS?

THE INDIAN COMBAT SOLDIER FEARS NONE BUT THE APATHY OF IT'S OWN NATION

The cars were BMW, Mercedes, the costliest in the market; zooming in for valet parking, bringing in the neo rich, for lunch, at the 5 star hotel.
Yes me and my wife were the odd one, gone in to enjoy our day out at the same hotel.
The couple on the adjacent table, were flagrantly Demonstrating their existence as member of the Rich Fraternity Club, except they Lacked Culture and Sophistication. They were the Mushrooming, New Brand of Rich Youngsters, called Software Engineers of Bangalore. Horribly Dressed, in Bermuda shorts, Stupidly Captioned T Shirts and Bathroom Slippers.
They ordered everything English, which they attempted to eat with knife and fork, a sight out of the funniest circus in town. Holding the hotels designers cutlery in hand as surgical instruments, they gripped the knife and fork in hand in a awkward posture, akin to milking a cow or a buffalo. They continuously attempted to Punch the well garnished non vegetarian preparation on the plate, most of the time missing the morsel hold by the fork; an impression, to the on lookers, that they were killing something on the plate, which probably the chef had forgotten to cook.
Whatever accidentally got caught up in their fork, was taken in their wide open mouth, in the same manner, as one takes grapes, held high above the head. The presentation was ditto in many other tables.
They are the new rich young Indians, unconcerned, unaware of a tall man, standing outside the main entrance, the door through which they had just entered; with Impressive Military Mustaches and the Best Attired Handsome Dress, but humbly opening the glass door for each one of them.
At closer look, the massive man, reminded , of his great days in the Indian Army, a brave soldier, having the experience of fighting the enemy of the Nation, without a second thought of possible danger or peril to his own life and to his family at home. He was then confident, that the Nation will take care of both; and therefore he continued during his Army service to protect the country selflessly, thus ensuring, that these rich of the country are able to enjoy their affluence in peace and their families prosper.
Today he is treated,to be a obedient dog. His self esteem is cremated every day, on the tooth pick wood thrown by these rich. His pride has been buried under the same door mat where he stands.
Shame on this Nation, if it cannot look after it's soldiers. Shame on the Society, the Youth, and the Nations Affluent, for neglecting the Indian Combat Soldiers. The thankless Nation has already built a War Memorial, burying the Indian Combat Soldiers and His Families Pride, at the Door Step of these Unscrupulous Indian Rich, the same people who shiver, if the Indian Combat Soldier, is not in sight, when they find themselves in crisis.The Brave Indian Combat Soldier is surviving to keep his head from falling, falling from shame, because of Poor Pay, Perks and His and His Families Secure Present and Future
This is based on a true incident, as occurred and and observed by me and my wife. My wife Vanita Dubey rightly commented,Quote "The only Appetite of a Soldier is his Pride and Dignity, and the Belief; that the Society and the Country will Bestow, the same Honor, Till, He and His Wife Survives", Unquote. No War Memorial is Worth a Penny, if these Aspects are Missing from His Life.

NARMADAYAHAY NAMAHA PRATAHA | NARMADAYAHAY NAMOH NISHI ||

LOOK DEEP INTO NATURE, AND THEN YOU WILL UNDERSTAND EVERYTHING BETTER.

The greatest joy of nature is when you are in direct contact with mountains, rivers, jungles and wild animals, possibly in the absence of crowd, the destructive humankind. 

A Combat Soldier only finds solace, pleasure and peace in such places; and during leisure and holidays he prefers to spend his time in such Natural Beautiful Godly Locations. 

The confines of 5 Star parties, noise and filthy affluence of artificial people, scare him, and he therefore feels lonely in such a crowd. He knows, on earth there is no heaven, but remains aware, and always looks for pieces of it, where possible. I obviously fall into that category, being a thoroughbred breed; of a Combat Soldier, and my wife Vanita, is my willing and happy partner, giving her pleasant company in all such episode of wild adventure.     

I and my wife, frequently holiday at 9 Shri Govind, Brazilian Amazon valley type resort; my private place in Jabalpur, Madhya Pradesh, it is during our recent visit to 9 Shri Govind, that we decided to visit, this piece of Heaven on Earth, “AMARKANTAK”. The place known as Tirthraj, the "King of Pilgrimages, located at the height of 3438 ft, from mean sea level; is a unique Natural Heritage, a thick jungle area, being the meeting point of the Vindhya and the Satpura Mountain Ranges, with the Maikal Hills being the fulcrum.

WE NEVER REALIZE THE WORTH OF WATER TILL THE WELLS ARE DRY.

 Amarkantak is where the Son River and the most Revered, Sacred and Devotedly Worshiped River Narmada originates and emerges. Legends also say that for Lord Shiva, the river is especially sacred on account of its origin, and it is often called Shankari. All the pebbles rolling on its bed are said to take the shape of his emblem with the saying, "Narmada Ke Kanker utte Sankar" (a popular saying in the Hindi belt of India), which means that 'pebble stones of Narmada get a personified form of Shiva'. These lingam shaped stones cryptocrystalline quartz; called Banashivalingas are much sought after for daily worship by the Lord Shiva devotee.

WHEN THE NATURE HAS WORK TO BE DONE, SHE CREATES A GENIUS TO DO IT. 

The approximately 250 km road drive from Jabalpur to Amarkantak in Madhya Pradesh is picturesquely awesome and beautiful; fantastic broad roads, Jungles, Mountains, River stream and wild country side akin to South Africa, add excitement to the adventure. The villages en route are very few, but are well maintained and well stocked, inhabited by innocent and cultured Adivasees, the aboriginals. 

If your SUV, is as good as mine, the constant gradient of the hill to mountains, rising to 3438 ft; and regular cool showers from low vaporous clouds, with summer Sun, above the clouds; penetrating its rays from in-between, is an experience of life time; and how fast you approach and reach this “Heaven on Earth”, you only realize; once you tunnel through the low thick clouds, hugging your SUV; to the full blown view of “Narmada Kund”, the ground zero at “Amarkantak,” the source, the origin of the most Revered, Sacred and Worshiped, River “Ma Narmada”, as devotees refer to her. River Narmada flows across Madhya Pradesh, Maharashtra and Gujarat and into the Arabian Sea, a prominent land mark, dividing India into North and South.

At Amarkantak, MP Tourism, have the best and wonderful resorts; making your stay spacious, in the well laid out varied accommodations. The highlight is the food, with Non Veg and Liquor strict no.

Amarkantak, has in abundance, the best Jungles, Mountains, Trekking Track, Steep Rock Climbing Mountain Surface, Heritage Temples, River Stream and Water Fall, but the World’s best, the most Serene and closer to God Devotion and pleasure, is the precinct of “Narmada Udgan Temple”, the “Narmada Kund”; just be present there between 7.30 PM to 9PM, and Experience the Presence of “Ma Narmada “around you, Experience the Piousness and Purity of Narmada Aarti, Experience the Resonance of Cosmic Sound “OM”. 

Go there without Question, Criticism, Guilt and Attitude. Let me assure you, “OM” will Reverberate, Resonate and Chant in your Ears, always; Remember “OM” has Thousand meanings and Cure.

                            “OM NAMAH SHIVAYA”              

          

NOW WHO KILLED LT SAURAB KALIA ? OF BRAVE 4 JAT REGIMENT.

DO YOU WANT TO KNOW?
 
Mrs.Vijaya and Dr N K Kalia, the Proud, Brave and Bereaved parents of this Gallant Indian Army Young Officer, are demanding Justice by hitting the hammer of Jurisprudence on the wrong nail. Let Pakistanis, screw and produce as many bastards as possible, but till date, a Pakistani is yet to be born, who can touch or kill any Indian Army soldier, and above that, the JAT are a tough and a brave lot, to allow any coward Pakistani soldier to come near them.

Than what exactly happened?

Lt Saurab Kalia was a civilian boy till Aug 1997, thereafter he made it to the elite Indian Military Academy( IMA), after a very tough and competitive selection procedure. The IMA imparted him the basic military training; commissioning him as an Officer, on 31Dec 98; in the Indian Army’s 4 JAT Regiment. He joined the Regiment at Kargil, on 15 Jan 1999.
Lt Saurab Kalia was therefore, raw, unaware and totally untrained for even basic military combat drill and fighting, and to lead combat soldiers in war. A young Infantry Officer becomes a trained, seasoned and hardened Soldier, only after he undergoes, immediately after commissioning; the most systematic, tough and all terrain, professional Infantry Young Officer Course; followed by the world’s most difficult and the best, tough and continuous day and night one month Commando training. It is only then, the Infantry Young Officer is certified fit for any combat military fighting.
Lt Saurab Kalia, therefore was unfit to lead any combat military patrol, that to in an unknown mountainous and high altitude terrain, and above that his combat patrol strength was mere Five (5) men, an Infantry strength incapable of any sustained military fight.
Lt Saurab Kalia and his Five (5) brave JAT Soldiers, were therefore sent on a suicidal mission, with nonviable fighting strength and capability, they were in fact inadvertently murdered by their own Officers, the Company Commander, the Commanding Officer, the Brigade Commander and the Divisional Commander. It is time the Indian Army and Lt Saurab Kalia's Parents, locate these criminals and bring them to Justice. 
The Pakistani’s are not brave, they are Vultures, Pigs who hunted, these Brave and Gallant Martyr, pushed into death by their own people, the Officers in Command over them.( Lt Saurab Kalia commissioned on 31 Dec 98, joined 4 JAT on 15 Jan 99, Martyred on 9 June 99.)         

NOW MODI KNOWS YOU’RE INSIDE STORY.

BHAGVAT GITA SAYS” NOT YOU’RE CREED BUT YOUR DEED WILL GET YOU EVERYTHING”. WATCH OUT BOOT LICKERS IN THE INDIAN ARMY.

OROP? The good for nothing retired Generals, have barked enough all over, on Media, TV Channels, now on streets, cursing all and sundry, except themselves for the OROP Mess. These elite leech, while in service, were suffering from severe cataract, to create an Indian Army full of Flab, a long tail, resulting into denture teeth, weakening the real combat soldier, demolishing the actual fighting strength; thus degrading the shine of the Indian Army’s biting teeth; the moral of the combat fighters, the diehard soldiers. It is time, the Nation should know, that the ranks of the flab, the tail, have so bloated, that even Military Nursing Service has a Star Rank Officer; it will not be out of place to mention, that large Promotions prospects have been taken over by Non Fighting men in Uniform, the so called Notional Soldiers; who have and will never see any combat throughout their service in the Indian Army. No doubt, therefore the impetus, the resolve, the strength of these Generals, in demanding OROP, is so Weak and Hilarious, that these idiots have made us "Combat Soldiers", a laughing stock, in the eyes of the National Public. Except to the Government, they have foolishly given everyday presentation on OROP, to the entire unconcerned population, of the Nation. Now everyone on street, ridiculously, pokes the fighting soldier’s pride, by mischievously commenting, that OROP will give every soldiers a big monetary booty? The tail, the flab, as usual lack soldier’s pride, and shamelessly, stand much ahead in line to demand OROP; it is time they are pruned drastically forever.

Defence Minister and Respected Modiji, you know the inside story? The "Combat Soldiers" have given everything, neglecting themselves and their families; in the Service of this Great Nation. Now they are left with only one Treasure, “Their Pride”, if that is taken away, no Passionate Youth, would ever Join the Indian Army, and Sacrifice his life for India. Yes!! You would get many Naukri Seekers.