My Bharath Dharshan | Israel Jebasingh | Tamil

Описание: It was first week of December 2004. Foundation Course got over at Lal Bahadur Shastri National Academy of Administration (LBSNAA), Mussoorie. Other than IAS, all other officer trainees (IFS,IPS,IRS,IRTS,IAAS etc) left to their respective training academies after Foundation Course at Mussoorie. Phase 1 training for #IAS got started. Our Course Coordinator came to the class and announced that we should leave #LBSNAA within 2 days as 'snow fall' will start soon in Mussoorie and we should not be seen in Mussoorie for next 3 months. Hearing that, all of us were happy because the much awaited '#BharatDharshan' was about to start. Our Course Coordinator announced that our batch of 90 IAS officer trainees was divided into 9 groups with 10 members in each group. Each Group will start in #Mussoorie and end in Mussoorie after 3 months but had different travel routes. She also announced that each Group will have one member as a Group Leader who will coordinate the entire travel. After the announcement we rushed to the notice boards to know about our travel plan. To my surprise(also everyone's surprise), against my name the word 'Group Leader' was mentioned. I was surprised because I did not actively participate in any activity(cultural, sports, clubs etc etc etc) during Foundation Course. I was internally happy, thinking that even without participating, maybe I had displayed some leadership qualities. When I was rejoicing internally but trying to put my face as if I was worried with this new burden of Group Leader, one of my batch mate (and close friend) looked at my face. Maybe he was a mind reader. He told, "Don't think too much of yourself. In LBSNAA, Mussoorie, training is different. One who didn't exhibit any leadership quality during Foundation Course, are made Group Leaders so that atleast in next three months during Bharat Dharshan, they start knowing the problems of being a leader and learn some techniques on how to manage a situation". I was irritated hearing his blunt comment. I looked at the notice board again to see other Groups' Group Leaders. None of the names I knew. Maybe all were silent and non participants during Foundation Course like me. Realized that the blunt remark of my friend cum batch mate was a fact.

My Group's first part of Bharat Dharshan was 'Army Attachment' in Kashmir. My Group consisted of 6 Male IAS officers and 4 Lady IAS Officers. All 10 of us landed in Srinagar Airport in a chilly cold 2nd week of December. An Army Officer who was made the liaison officer received us in Srinagar Airport and took us to an Army Camp. We had our night stay there and next day early morning we started our journey towards Kashmir Border. As we were moving in our Army Jeeps, we were mesmerized seeing the natural beauty of Kashmir. No words to describe. I realised why the girl Kashmir decided to remain single on 15th August 1947, when both India and Pakistan proposed to marry her. Maybe she was arrogant due to her extraordinary beauty.


After 6 hours of journey by road, we reached our destination. It was a Border Post and from there within few meters we could see few Pakistani Border posts. We stayed in bunkers for next 7 days. We interacted a lot with our Jawans. I had heard of snake bite, dog bite but first time in my life, I heard the word 'snow bite'. Some of our Jawans lose their fingers because of snow bite. We realized that to make our life comfortable, our jawans are sacrificing their lives. I saw an Army Jawan having Cricket Bat and Ball in the bunker. Asked him whether they play cricket in that snow laden mountain. He replied, "Sir, I got it from Srinagar when I went on official duty yesterday. Next week my leave which I get once in every 6 months is due. My son was asking cricket bat since long. So eagerly waiting for next week". I could see his love for his son from his face. I could see the pain of separation from his son for past 6 months from his face. Till that point of time in my life, I always thought, Army people are like robots without feelings. His reply made me to realise every Jawan in the border has a loving son or daughter waiting for him back home in some far away village. But some of them don't return but 'returned' if they are caught in the shelling from the other side of the border. Realised that they are the people who really serve our mother land.

Mr. Israel Jebasingh is an IAS Officer of the 2004 Batch, who has resigned from service. He is presently the Director of Officers IAS Academy, a Civil Services coaching centre run by former Civil Servants (5 IAS and 3 IRS).
Officers IAS Academy has branches in Chennai and Bangalore.

To get in touch with Officers IAS Academy, you can call 9677174226.



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