Tujhpe Dil Qurbaan

|| Chapter 1: Echoes of Honour ||

The early morning mist clung to the majestic peaks surrounding Kanchenjunga Military Academy, casting an ethereal glow over the sprawling campus. The crisp air carried a sense of anticipation, and the distant strains of a military band hinted at the grandeur unfolding in the heart of the academy. Today was no ordinary day; it was Republic Day, a celebration of unity, courage, and the spirit of a nation.

Captain Abhimanyu Rai Chauhan, a dedicated instructor at the academy, stood on the parade ground, surveying the disciplined cadets as they practised their drills with precision. The Kanchenjunga Military Academy, nestled in the foothills of the Himalayas, was renowned for producing officers who embodied valour and leadership. Today's festivities promised to be a testament to that legacy.

As the sun began its ascent, painting the sky in hues of amber and rose, the cadets assembled in perfect lines, their uniforms immaculate, and medals gleaming in the morning light. Brigadier Chandok, a seasoned and stoic officer with a distinguished career who was also the head of KMA, took his position on the dias.

Captain Rajveer Singh Shekhawat waited as everyone took their positions with precision and accuracy. A nod from Brigadier Chandok and the official celebrations commenced.

The military band struck up the national anthem, and every soul on the parade ground stood at attention. The resonance of the anthem echoed through the valleys, a powerful reminder of the unity that bound the diverse tapestry of India.

The tricolour flag fluttered proudly at the centre of the parade ground, a symbol of the sacrifices made for the nation's freedom.

As the last strains of the anthem faded away, Brigadier Chandok stepped forward, his voice resonating with authority and reverence. "Today, as we gather here to celebrate the 73rd Republic Day, let us remember the ideals that bind us as a nation - unity, diversity, and the pursuit of excellence. Our duty as soldiers extends beyond the parade ground; it is a commitment to safeguard the values that define our great land."

Captain Shekhawat exchanged a look with Captain Chauhan and felt a swell of pride as he observed the cadets, their eyes reflecting a mix of determination and reverence.

The ceremony continued with a precision march past, showcasing the academy's commitment to discipline and excellence.

"Naina ko aaj ye parade lead karte dekh kar bahut sukoon mil raha hai hume, Raj." Captain Chauhan remarked in a strained voice.

Captain Shekhawat nodded, not saying a word, but his eyes said it all. Years ago, Naveen had led their last parade in KMA as cadets. As they watched the sister grow up to fill in the boots of her elder brother, a sense of pride settled over these friends.

"The sentiments are shared, Chauhan Sahab." He replied after a while.

As the march past came to an end and everyone took their alloted seats, Brigadier Chandok rose to address them again.

"This was not in the agenda." Captain Shekhawat muttered too low for others to hear. But Captain Chauhan was nearby, and he heard those soft spoken words.

They watched as Major Soham Agnihotri leaned forward and spoke softly to the Brigadier. And as Brigadier Chandok nodded, he stepped away and went down the stage. Summoning an orderly, he asked him to do something and went back to the stage.