Kadam kadam badhaye ja, khushi ke geet gaye ja,
Yeh zindagi hai qaum ki, tu kaum pe lutaye ja......
It was another special day today not because it was a holiday but because it was Republic Day.You read this article further and you may feel I am crazy but that is how I am.There is something which makes me happy every Republic Day. It gives me extreme pride to watch the republic day parade and see defence personnel receiving their gallantary awards and seeing that a stream of enthusiasm runs down my blood not only because my grandfather was awarded with it twice but i feel privileged to be belonging to such a family where country is given more preference than family.
It is very unusual thing to say in this world of bigotry. It just seems that people have forgotten rendering selfless service to others like a mother does for her child. People may think I am talking something too impractical.But today when I saw Major D Sreeram Kumar recieve Ashok Chakra and Major Mohit Sharma and Havildar Rajesh kumar recieving the highest gallantry award posthumously, their widows receiving it, I just wondered for how many days will we remember their names. Infact I feel some would not even have cared to listen to their names and be thankful to them for giving us a peaceful life when they were much required by their own families. Being from a defence background I can very much understand how a family feels when one loses one's husband, son, father and brother for one's nation.
But yes, my mind is all set to go ahead with the same zeal and enthusiasm that my grandpa had years back to kill the enemies during world war II.That would not be to kill my enemies ofcourse! .. That enthusiasm would be to contribute in any small possible way I can for my country and i m striving hard to do it........Jai Hind!!!!
Purnima Samant


After a long gap of 14 years I got the chance to visit my home town, Pithoragarh which is also called mini Kashmir of Uttarakhand and Uttarkhand in the contrary is called Dev Bhoomi as most of the religious places are situated here. My journey started on 4th June in the evening. The bus started at 5p.m from Anand Vihar,Delhi and my excitement to visit my home town increased. With the advent of the dusk I could see people feeling sleepy and most of them slept by 10p.m but I was all awake tracking each and every moment of the journey and was waiting to reach Tanakpur as somebody had told me that the real journey starts from Tanakpur. Finally it didn’t take much time to reach Tanakpur and we were there by 3 a.m. Very excitingly I woke up my mother and we got down from the bus as the bus was supposed to halt there for almost an hour. There were many CD shops where we could listen traditional kumauni songs being played and we could feel to be in the Kumaun. How that one hour passed listening to those traditional songs we could not make out.


