Fauj Ke KIsse
Life In
Indian
Army
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Life Through The Lens
An Unforgettable Run in Dhaka
An Unforgettable Run in Dhaka
In April 2003, after a tough tenure with Rashtriya Rifles in Kashmir, I was selected for the Command and Staff Course in Bangladesh. My family was thrilled, but I wasn’t particularly excited. However, Dhaka welcomed us warmly, and it soon became one of the best years of our lives.
One day, a circular announced a two-mile run, voluntary for foreign officers. My wife warned me against taking unnecessary risks, but I couldn’t resist. On race day, the Bangladeshi officers were surprised to see the “Indian Colonel” at the start line. As the race began, I pushed myself, and by the halfway mark, I was leading. I finished first among 125 officers, creating quite a stir.
Later, three Pakistani officers approached me, visibly distressed. Their Defense Attaché had reprimanded them for not competing, saying, “If an Indian Colonel can do it, why not you?” They jokingly begged me to warn them next time so they could prepare properly.
What started as a simple race became a moment of unexpected camaraderie. The run broke barriers, easing tensions between us. Though I skipped the next run, the friendships forged that day lasted well beyond our time in Dhaka.
My Journey Through Stories
An Unforgettable Run in Dhaka
An Unforgettable Run in Dhaka
In April 2003, after a tough tenure with Rashtriya Rifles in Kashmir, I was selected for the Command and Staff Course in Bangladesh. My family was thrilled, but I wasn’t particularly excited. However, Dhaka welcomed us warmly, and it soon became one of the best years of our lives.
One day, a circular announced a two-mile run, voluntary for foreign officers. My wife warned me against taking unnecessary risks, but I couldn’t resist. On race day, the Bangladeshi officers were surprised to see the “Indian Colonel” at the start line. As the race began, I pushed myself, and by the halfway mark, I was leading. I finished first among 125 officers, creating quite a stir.
Later, three Pakistani officers approached me, visibly distressed. Their Defense Attaché had reprimanded them for not competing, saying, “If an Indian Colonel can do it, why not you?” They jokingly begged me to warn them next time so they could prepare properly.
What started as a simple race became a moment of unexpected camaraderie. The run broke barriers, easing tensions between us. Though I skipped the next run, the friendships forged that day lasted well beyond our time in Dhaka.
From Militant to Soldier: A Journey of Redemption and Transformation
From Militant to Soldier: A Journey of Redemption and Transformation
In November-December 2002, while stationed in Kokernag, Kashmir, I received intelligence about an injured militant hiding in a village. Without delay, we conducted a daylight raid and successfully captured him. He had been shot in the leg and offered no resistance, immediately revealing his identity. Following protocol, we handed him over to the intelligence agencies for interrogation. However, after a few days, they deemed him of no further use and returned him to us.
Rather than treating him as an enemy, I ensured he received proper medical care and engaged him in daily conversations. As he recovered, I learned about his background—how circumstances had pushed him into militancy and how he longed for a different life. Over time, he began to trust me and, to my surprise, expressed a desire to join my team. Recognizing his deep knowledge of militant tactics, I saw potential in him. He soon became a valuable informant, guiding us on enemy movements and strategies, significantly improving our operations.
Despite skepticism from others, I placed immense trust in him, allowing him to carry my backpack—and even my weapon. As his transformation became evident, I helped him enlist in the Indian Army, where he found a new purpose. Years later, he built a family, and to this day, we exchange greetings on Diwali and Eid. His journey is a testament to the power of trust, understanding, and second chances, proving that humanity transcends religion, politics, and even the battlefield.
From Militant to Soldier: A Journey of Redemption and Transformation
From Militant to Soldier: A Journey of Redemption and Transformation
In November-December 2002, while stationed in Kokernag, Kashmir, I received intelligence about an injured militant hiding in a village. Without delay, we conducted a daylight raid and successfully captured him. He had been shot in the leg and offered no resistance, immediately revealing his identity. Following protocol, we handed him over to the intelligence agencies for interrogation. However, after a few days, they deemed him of no further use and returned him to us.
Rather than treating him as an enemy, I ensured he received proper medical care and engaged him in daily conversations. As he recovered, I learned about his background—how circumstances had pushed him into militancy and how he longed for a different life. Over time, he began to trust me and, to my surprise, expressed a desire to join my team. Recognizing his deep knowledge of militant tactics, I saw potential in him. He soon became a valuable informant, guiding us on enemy movements and strategies, significantly improving our operations.
Despite skepticism from others, I placed immense trust in him, allowing him to carry my backpack—and even my weapon. As his transformation became evident, I helped him enlist in the Indian Army, where he found a new purpose. Years later, he built a family, and to this day, we exchange greetings on Diwali and Eid. His journey is a testament to the power of trust, understanding, and second chances, proving that humanity transcends religion, politics, and even the battlefield.
Maj Gen Yash Mor (SM)
Email: contactgenyashmor@gmail.com
Phone: +91 97177 64074, +91 9599528708