He was lowered into the dark hole. The capsule scraped against the jagged rock walls. Water dripped onto his face. After 150 feet, he popped out into the air pocket. The scene was straight out of a nightmare. Sixty-five gaunt, terrified men stood waist-deep in freezing water, holding each other for warmth, their eyes wide with disbelief.
was the Chief of Mining Safety for the region. A sardar with a calm, steel gaze and hands that understood rock as well as they understood hope. He had survived mine collapses, gas explosions, and floods. But this was different.
But one man refused to accept that verdict.
Jaswant Singh Gill looked at her, then at the crowd, then at the dark hole he had just climbed out of. He simply said: "Don't thank me. Thank the rock. It held." Mission Raniganj
On the fourth day, as the country watched on grainy black-and-white TV, the drill bit punched through. A roar went up from the crowd. But then—silence. Had they hit water? Had they crushed the men?
Gill tied a rope around his own waist. "I do."
The first problem was time. The trapped miners had only flashlights and a single telephone line that still crackled with static. Their voices, relayed up, were haunted: "The water is rising. We can see the ceiling getting closer. We're singing hymns." He was lowered into the dark hole
The first miner—a frail old man—was strapped into the capsule. Gill signaled the winch operator. The capsule rose. One foot. Ten feet. Fifty feet. Then it jammed.
For the next 48 hours, Gill refused to leave the mine. He sent food and milk down the hole. He sang folk songs over the telephone line to keep morale up. He personally strapped every single miner into the capsule—each time whispering, "Close your eyes. Breathe slow. You are going home."
And so began .
It was November 1989. The air in Raniganj, West Bengal, was thick with coal dust and the rumble of machinery. For the miners at the Mahabir Colliery, it was another sweltering day inside the earth’s belly. But 300 feet below the surface, a silent enemy was waiting.
Cheers erupted. But Gill didn’t smile. The hardest part was just beginning.