They crushed our enemies and sorrow,
they gave up their today for our tomorrow.
When we were sitting at our homes cozily, our soldiers were bleeding exuberantly.
When we spoke of how much we loved India,
our soldiers hands down once again proved how much they loved the nation.
When we slept in our rooms warm and safe,
they laid wide awake there in the freezing cold.
Kargil is not just the story of winning.
It's a story of pain and pride, a story you will have tears of grief with a joyful smile.
A story where death is not THE END.
A story which will never be forgotten.
Our flag doesn't fly because of the breeze; it flies because each soldier who died guarding it breathed his or her final breath.
Salute to the Indian Army.
Let us remember all our brave hearts and warriors on this day.
Jai Hind!
No comments:
Post a Comment