Biography
Chib was born in the Jammu and Kashmir region of the former British India, on 1 April 1913. He was 31 years old, and a Jemadar in the 4 /13th Frontier Force Rifles, in the Indian Army during World War II when the following deed took place for which he was awarded the Victoria Cross.
On 16/17 February 1945 at Kanlan Ywathit, Burma (now Myanmar), Jemadar Prakash Singh Chib was commanding a platoon which took the main weight of fierce enemy attacks. He was wounded in both ankles and relieved of his command, but when his second-in-command was also wounded, he crawled back and took command of his unit again, directing operations and encouraging his men. He was wounded in both legs a second time but he continued to direct the defense, dragging himself from place to place by his hands. When wounded a third time and final time, he lay shouting the Dogra war-cry as he died, inspiring his company that finally drove off the enemy.
A statue of Singh was built at the village of Nud, Tehsil Akhnoor in Jammu by the Chib Community under the guidance of Raghunath Singh Chib (IAS) of village Deva Batala, Teh- Bhimbar, Dist - Mirpur (whose family is presently in Jammu). In his memory a function is celebrated every year in the month of February. On this date Rs. 1000 (INR) is distributed to war widows (Veer Nariyan). The chairperson of this society is the Major General of 10 Div C/O 56 APO (Indian Army). Now his grandson Mr.Sunil Singh is the President of the above mentioned trust.
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