Mission Raniganj ✭

"This isn't a grave," Gill said, slamming his fist on the map. "The upper shaft is dry. There’s an air pocket. They are alive."

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? Mission Raniganj

Gill looked at the massive drilling rigs sitting idle in the yard. "Yes," he said. "That's exactly what we’ll do." "This isn't a grave," Gill said, slamming his

Gill shouted down the line: "Don't sing. Dig. Build a platform of coal bags. Every inch above the water is life." "This isn't a grave