'I won't die in an accident or die of any disease,' he would often tell his mother, 'I will go down in glory.'
Late Major Sudhir Kumar Walia,Asoka Chakra,9 Para Regiment(bravest of the brave)..times of india described him as The Ultimate Rambo of Indian army.


"Well, Islamabad has won the toss -- Delhi will dictate the rest of the match."
India Today editorial, June 7, 1999. during kargil war

"When things go wrong as they sometimes will,
When the road you're trudging seems all uphill,
When the funds are low and the debts are high
And you want to smile, but you have to sigh.
When care is pressing you down a bit -
Rest, if you must, but don't quit.

Life is queer with its twists and turns,
As everyone of us sometimes learns,
And many a fellow turns about
When he might have won had he stuck it out.
Don't give up though the pace seems slow -
You may succeed with another blow.

Often the goal is nearer than
It seems to a faint and faltering man;
Often the struggler has given up
When he might have captured the victor's cup;
And he learned too late when the night came down
How close he was to the golden crown.

Success is failure turned inside out---
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt,
And you never can tell how close you are,
It may be near when it seems afar;
So stick to the fight when you're hardest hit -
It's when things seem worst that you must not quit."

- Author unknown -

India Colors

The national ideals of India are Renunciation and Service. Intensity in those channels, and the rest will take care of itself.

The Great Swami Vivekananda

India, my India, where first human eyes awoke to heavenly light!
All Asia's holy place of pilgrimage, great Motherland of might!
World-mother, first giver to humankind of philosophy and sacred lore,
Knowledge thou gav'st to man, God-love, works, art, religion's opened door.
O even with all that grandeur dwarfed or turned to bitter loss and maim,
How shall we mourn who are thy children and can vaunt thy mighty name?
Before us still there floats the ideal of those splendid days of gold;
A new world in our vision wakes, Love's India we shall rise to mould.
India, my India, who dare call thee a thing for pity's grace today?
Mother of wisdom, worship, works, nurse of the spirit's inward ray!

- Dwijendra Lal Roy

Let me not pray to be sheltered from dangers but to be
fearless in facing them.

Let me not beg for the stilling of my pain but for the
heart to conquer it.

Let me not look for allies in life's battlefield but to
my own strength.

Let me not crave in anxious fear to be saved but
hope for the patience to win my freedom.

Grant me that I may not be coward, feeling your mercy
in my success alone; but let me find the
grasp of your hand in my failure.

Rabindranath Tagore