Mr. Harsha, something has gone wrong I never posted the following under my name?Posted by Deepan Gill on April 17, 1998 at 06:53:12:
In Reply to: Re: Where were you when war broke out ? posted by Gurdev on April 16, 1998 at 00:32:05:
: I remember all three wars. In 1962 I was a student at the Garrisson School (an army school) situated at the Jullundhar Cantonment a few miles out of the city itself. I was also a member of the NCC, which was compulsary. On saturdays all the students in the school took part in a drill and parade of honour for the motherland and its jawans. Most of us students spent time with the soldiers based at the Cantonement, taking part in their games and functions etc and were on extremely friendly terms with them. I remember helping dig trenches and air raid shelters. I also remember the ugly side when the same jawans returned from the war - some without limbs - there was hurt followed by anger and resolve to carry on fighting. In the 1965 war I was based in London. I went back when the war started - not as a soldier but as an Indian civilian to help in what ever way I could, raising funds etc.
: During the 1971 war I was also in London, married to a wonderful Indian girl who had spent the 1965 war touring the war torn areas with her father and a troupe of bollywood singers entertaining the jawans. 1971 was a very quick and short war, but when the dust finally settled I felt the politicians had slapped our jawans in the face. Treaties are for weak nations to sign.
: Above all this I remember during these three wars the spirit of National unity we all had. We were one nation. And nothing was going to threaten our existance. Maybe it takes a war to bring all the different ethnic groups of a nation together?
: Gentlemen forgive me if I sound like a warmonger, but my personal feeling is that ³We should stop worring about international pressures and sanctions and make ourselves powerful. Unless you secure your house and bar the doors, squatters will move in, and lets face it thy are already poised on our borders. Better to die an honourable death and destroy it all than concede an inch to the enemy². My only regret is that my son who is 16 years old cannot join the armed forces because he is visually impaired. Still he is a good mathematician and a computer boffin of sorts. I hope one day he will return to his homeland. Every little bit helps.
I WASNT EVEN BORN IN 1971?