Nimbu Sahab: The Barefoot Climb That Silenced Black Rock

On the night of 28 June 1999, at nearly 16,000 feet above the Drass sector, a young captain’s boots kept sliding on the ice-glazed rock. The temperature sat at around –10°C. Enemy fire poured down from a machine-gun post that had pinned his battalion for days. Captain Neikezhakuo Kengurüse looked at the near-vertical cliff face that still separated his Ghatak platoon from the objective, then did something that has since become legend. He took off his boots.
Barefoot, already bleeding from a splinter wound in the abdomen, he began to climb.
Kengurüse was 24 years old, just days short of his 25th birthday. Two years earlier he had been a schoolteacher in Kohima. Now he was leading the elite assault team of 2 Rajputana Rifles in one of the most brutal high-altitude fights of the Kargil War. The post he was ordered to silence, known as Black Rock or linked to the Lone Hill feature, dominated the approaches to the battalion’s main objective. Until it fell, the larger operation remained stalled.
He reached the top. He destroyed the primary position with a rocket launcher, killed two enemy soldiers with his rifle, and finished two more in hand-to-hand combat with his commando knife. The machine-gun post that had held up an entire battalion went quiet. Shortly afterwards, Captain Kengurüse succumbed to his injuries. His men later claimed the hill as his.
From Nerhema to the Army
Neikezhakuo Kengurüse was born on 15 July 1974 in Nerhema village in Kohima district, Nagaland. His family called him Neibu. The village itself carried a fierce history; older generations still spoke of the days when Naga warriors were known as headhunters, and one of Kengurüse’s own ancestors, Perheile, was remembered as a legendary fighter. That memory of grit and physical courage would later surface in the most unlikely place—an icy cliff face in Kashmir.
After studying at St Xavier’s School and Kohima Science College, he took up a teaching post at a government high school in Kohima. Colleagues and students remembered a quiet, disciplined young man. Teaching offered stability, but it did not satisfy the restlessness that had always been part of him. In December 1998 he was commissioned into the Army Service Corps and attached to the 2nd Battalion of the Rajputana Rifles. He had been an officer for barely six months when Pakistani infiltrators and regular troops occupied the high ridges of Kargil.
His full name proved difficult for many of the North Indian soldiers in the unit to pronounce. The jawans solved the problem in the usual Indian Army fashion: they shortened and softened it until it became “Nimbu Sahab”—Lemon Sir. The nickname stuck, half affectionate, half practical. In the freezing heights of Drass it would be the name they shouted as they followed him up the rock.
The Night on Black Rock
By late June 1999 the 2 Rajputana Rifles had already paid a heavy price in the Drass sector. The battalion was tasked with clearing a series of dominant features that controlled the highway and the surrounding approaches. One of the most troublesome was the machine-gun post on the cliff face at Black Rock. Heavy automatic fire and accurate mortar rounds from the position made any daylight movement suicidal and turned night approaches into a nightmare of slipping rock and sudden bursts of fire.
Captain Kengurüse, then commanding the Ghatak platoon, volunteered for the mission. The Ghataks are the battalion’s specialist assault troops—hand-picked for fitness, aggression and the ability to operate in the most extreme conditions. On the night of 28 June the platoon began the climb under covering fire and darkness. Progress was slow. The final obstacle was a sheer rock wall. Boots, designed for marching and not for friction on ice-covered granite, began to slip. Men lost footing. The advance stalled within striking distance of the objective.
Kengurüse made his decision in seconds. He kicked off his boots and socks. At that altitude and temperature, exposed flesh freezes quickly; the pain must have been immediate. Yet bare feet gave him the purchase the rubber soles could not. Carrying his rocket launcher and already wounded by grenade splinters that had torn into his abdomen, he scaled the wall. Accounts from the citation and from soldiers who were there describe him reaching the top, engaging the first bunker, and then closing with the remaining defenders in the close, brutal fighting that characterises high-altitude night assaults.
He killed four enemy soldiers personally—two with rifle fire, two with the knife—before the post was finally neutralised. The way was open for the rest of the battalion. Kengurüse himself did not live to see the larger objective secured. He collapsed from his wounds on the feature he had just captured.
The Award and the Aftermath
For this action Captain Neikezhakuo Kengurüse was posthumously awarded the Maha Vir Chakra, India’s second-highest wartime gallantry decoration. The official citation speaks of “conspicuous gallantry, indomitable resolve, grit and determination beyond the call of duty.” He remains the only officer from the Army Service Corps to receive the award. In a war that produced many celebrated acts of bravery, his stands out for its stark simplicity: when the mountain refused to cooperate with modern equipment, he discarded the equipment and used his body instead.
His body was brought home to Nagaland. The family, already reeling from the recent death of another brother, received him with a mixture of pride and private devastation. A memorial was raised in the village. Years later the Army renovated it. Each June, on the anniversary of his death, Assam Rifles and local units hold commemorations. Schoolchildren are brought to hear the story. Defence spokesmen still hold him up as an example of the contribution of the Northeast to the nation’s wars—a young man from a small village in Kohima who died defending a ridge thousands of kilometres away.
Why the Story Endures
Kargil produced many heroes whose names are better known outside the Northeast. Captains and majors from other units received their share of public attention, films, and books. Kengurüse’s story travelled more quietly. Part of that is geography and language; part of it is the simple fact that he was an ASC officer attached to an infantry battalion rather than a career infantry officer with a longer service record. Yet within the Army, and especially among those who fought in Drass, the image of the barefoot captain remains vivid.
There is something elemental about the decision to remove the boots. Modern warfare is full of technology—night-vision devices, laser designators, precision munitions. On that particular stretch of rock, none of it helped. The cliff required grip, and the only grip available was human skin against frozen stone. Kengurüse supplied it without hesitation. The act reduced the entire complicated machinery of war to a single human choice: continue or stop. He continued.
For Nagas, and for many in the wider Northeast, the story carries an additional resonance. It is proof that the region’s sons have stood on the same freezing ground as soldiers from every other part of India and paid the same price. In a country that sometimes still struggles to see its furthest corners as fully part of the national story, the image of a Kohima schoolteacher silencing an enemy post at 16,000 feet is a powerful corrective.
Books have now begun to appear. One, written with the participation of his brother, carries the title Nimbu Saab: The Barefoot Naga Kargil Hero. Memorials continue to be tended. Young officers still hear the story during training. And every year, when the anniversary of the Kargil victory comes around, the same detail is repeated: he took off his boots.
Captain Neikezhakuo Kengurüse did not live long enough to see the full fruits of the victory his action helped secure. He never returned to the classroom in Kohima. He never grew old telling the story himself. What remains is the cliff, the cold, the decision, and the quiet hill that his men insisted belonged to him. At 16,000 feet, with ice underfoot and an enemy post above, a young Naga officer chose to climb barefoot. The post fell. The name Nimbu Sahab entered the long list of those who did not come back.