Shri Chintamani had the vision of a futuristic Himachal Pradesh, where clean industrialization occurred, giving opportunities of employment, educational development and up-lifting of standards of living.
With strict, firm but loving three elder brothers and bhabis, Shri Chintamani was encouraged to study, and attain the first in Himachal, a Master's Degree in Economics from Lahore, and that too in distinction.
Restless at seeing the undeveloped Himachal when compared to Lahore and the combined Punjab, he was keen to participate in developing Himachal.
1951, the first elections to be held in India, Shri Chintamani stood for the legislative assembly from Arki constituency. His was a dream to take Himachal to the zenith but unfortunately he lost the elections by a narrow margin.
Losing elections did not come in the way of his vision. Being an entrepreneur, he along with his wife, Smt Nirmal Devi, worked hard and developed an enterprise in Delhi and built up assets to once again persue their dreams of building a new Himachal, the year 1958.
Having associations with the then stalwarts in Himachal Government, he once again looked at Water, Electricity and Building Bricks necessary to promote industrialization.
His vision paid off and the industry we see today in Solan District and other parts of Himachal Pradesh are basically a result and efforts of Sh Chintamani made in early 1960s.
After his untimely death in 1978 at 59 years of age, his widow Smt Nirmal Devi carried forward the vision by forming a charitable trust by the name Chintamani Foundation.
The Foundation promoted Shri Chintamani's vision of a Hospital, a School, Programs of Adult Education, a respectable site for cremating the dead. As a result of his vision and general Government activities, we see an industrially developed Barotiwala, Baddi Nalagarh belt.
The Nirmal Chintamani School has been a dream child of Smt Nirmal Devi, who through her shear diligent effort created a modern school from a crèche for Brick Kiln workers children.
A firm believer in Rabindranath Tagore's vision
Where the mind is without fear and the head is held high
Where knowledge is free
Where the world has not been broken up into fragments
By narrow domestic walls
Where words come out from the depth of truth
Where tireless striving stretches its arms towards perfection
Where the clear stream of reason has not lost its way
Into the dreary desert sand of dead habit
Where the mind is led forward by thee
Into ever-widening thought and action
Into that heaven of freedom, my Father, let my country awake