Back in August 2004, I was in Ladakh on a holiday with my husband and friends. We were ambling along the roads of Drass, drinking in the friendliness of the locals and the soldiers in a war-ravaged town. While travelling in that region, I first spotted a sign board that read, ‘I only regret that I have but one life to lay down for the country.’ These words left me thouroughly shaken.
When we reached the government rest house in Drass, I asked the Khansama of the rest house, “Something happened here in 99, right? What was it?” who, in turn, unassumingly asked me “Don’t you know? Thousands laid down their lives on this terrain.” That was my moment of introspection. I pondered about my comfortable life back in Mumbai,the brief news about Kargil (in 1999) and my pseudo patriotism.
Moved by what I heard, I, along with my friend Vikram Joshi, took an oath at Vijay Stambh (War Memorial in Drass) to bring to light the sacrifices made by these soldiers. We promised to visit Kargil and bring civilians along with us to show them the difficult terrain and the battlefield of Kargil War where our soldiers fought valiantly. And then the journey began...