Commissioned Into The Indian Army
Bewoor was commissioned a Second Lieutenant on the Special List, Indian Land Forces on the 15th July 1937. On the 10th August 1937 he was attached to the 2nd battalion Green Howards Regiment and saw action during operations in Waziristan. On the 10th August 1938 he was admitted to the Indian Army and posted to 5th Battalion 10th Baluch Regiment (now 12 Baloch), with which he saw action in in Burma. His senority as a Second Lieutenant was antedated to 30th August 1936 and he was was promoted Lieutenant 30th November 1938. In July 1945, he was transferred from the 5th Baluch and went on to attend the Staff College course at Quetta and then he was appointed as the Under Secretary (Military) to the Viceroy’s Coordination Council. He was the only Indian Officer to have achieved this feat.
At Independence in 1947, Bewoor was the Secretary of the Army Partition Committee in 1947, which determined the allotment of weapons, equipment and regiments that were to remain in India or to be allotted to Pakistan. Since his parent regiment - the Baluch - went to Pakistan, he was transferred to the Dogra Regiment and promoted to Lieutenant Colonel in December 1947. With a view to imparting basic military training to school and college students, he was appointed as the Director of the NCC (National Cadet Corps in April 1948 with the rank of full Colonel.
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