Salute to the martyrs

Salute to the martyrs

I salute that father again and again

 I salute that mother so much

 Salute to that brother and sister

 And I salute that woman of power who

 Has become a life partner,

 I don't know whether I am thinking everything or I am putting myself in his place, we could not live together even for a moment.

 How would be the love of a mother who feeds and loves her?

 What would have been the condition of that father who would have taught them to walk, what would have been the condition of that brother and sister with whom they would have played, jumped, studied, fought, lived together,

 Waiting for her arrival every year during Holi and Diwali, waiting for her during Rakshabandhan, and all this is such a wait that even the tears have already testified, the tears have dried, the desire to see a glimpse in the eyes, What must be the heart of the person who has become his better half, how must he spend every moment yearning for her,

  To just remind him of the presence in all four directions of the house, in every wall in the air, in every sound, to smell every moment with the fragrance of that soil, perhaps these are the people who are the embodiment of God in human form.

 And such courage and strength is found only in God, and what kind of stone heart that person must have had to make for his mother, father, life partner, how many days must have been spent only in memories and pain, at every moment he must have felt that the work is done, Father. Yes mother, do you know when you meet your life partner, whether I will be able to see him or not, he will be thinking about it, for a moment he realizes that he has become a father and his daughter has been born, maybe people talk about heaven, now. I understood that for him this is the heaven, this is the heaven, and he must be thinking in his mind that I wish I would be able to see this heaven, I wish I would be able to go to my heaven, I wish I would be able to go to my heaven and meet everyone,

 After realizing that person's character for a moment, my eyes filled with tears, I started feeling suffocated in my chest, life had come to a standstill.

 But now I think about how his heart will be, how his father's life will be, how his mother's love will be, how his life partner's heart and yearning will be, how his daughter's son's life will be, just for a moment to think. Made the body half dead,

I am talking about that person whose son is in the army, whose father is in the army, whose husband is in the army, whose brother is in the army, who left his paradise to save the country and risked his life to save the country. I have planted them, they don't even know that they will be able to go to their home, will be able to see their mother, will be able to sleep in their mother's lap, will be able to hug their father, will be able to meet their sister and brother, will be able to get the bracelet placed on their wrist, and will be able to meet their spouse. I will be able to spend two moments with those who are waiting with memories in their pallu, after going through so much, with true dedication, true hard work, true honesty, they are standing in the defense of the country, how would they get this courage, where would they get this courage from. , Because we have drank the milk of real power from him, if seen in real life this is the super hero, he is the real form of God which is this courage.

 Whatever you can do for them is very little.

 If you people get even a little chance to help and support these people, then definitely spread your hands with joy.

 I have been studying since childhood, I remember two moments.

 But what would be the condition of the family, they would have to live every moment suffocated. In reality, this is the real form of courage and strength.

 One lost his 24 year old son in the name of martyrs, how his family's life must have been cut short, but this much is enough, a mother must have taken the form of strength, a father must have shown courage that he gave birth to a son to protect a country.

 We feel ashamed that when 15th August or 26th January comes, when we remember the sacrifices, when it comes to the country in the rest of the world, if there is only a match, then the country comes as my country and there is nothing else, perhaps now the world is only and only. That's enough of show off and what is left of true patriotism are those soldiers and their families, I don't know how many years have passed since Diwali must have been celebrated, how many years Holi or any other festival must have been celebrated, in how many years happiness must have knocked at their doors,

 Just think for a moment, put yourself in his character and think.