SanDhir-Warriors are not born, They are made in the Indian army...✔

Warriors are not born, They are made in the Indian army.

Quartered in snow,
silent to remain.
When the bugle calls,
they shall rise and march again.

It was 8.30 Pm...

She was eagerly waiting for husband's call, while simultaneously cutting vegetables for the curry... And suddenly the phone rang...

Her heart jumped and she rushed to get it...

‘Hi, sweetheart!’ she smiled...

‘Hello, is this Mrs. Shekhawet,’ said an unfamiliar voice...

Why was a stranger talking to her using her husband's number?

‘Who is this?’ she enquired, tension evident in her voice...

There was an awkward pause...

‘Hello!’ she again asked.

‘Ma'am…Ammmm….I am sorry to tell you that……Your husband was shot today in a terrorist attack at our border... I am so sorry for your loss,’ said the voice owner...

Her jaw dropped and her cellphone dropped from her hand...

‘Hello hello hello,’ kept repeating the voice senior officer but to no response...

After 5 minutes, she was uncontrollably sobbing sitting in the sofa, placing a hand on her belly wherein her unborn baby was peacefully sleeping...

Ten years later...

At a parent's teacher meeting...

Teacher: RANVEER RANDHIR SINGH SHEKHAWET, what you want to be when you grow up?

RANVEER : A soldier ma'am... I want a soldier like my father... I want to give my heart and soul to my country services like my Dad did... I am proud because I am the son of Soldiers... He serve our nation till his last breathe and I also want to same thing, that my father did...

Her mother eyes were now filled with tears— she now saw a glimpse of her husband in her son... She always want him to like his father... Ansh is repitica of his father ocean sea green eye... And today she see her son have same intensity like her husband had for our country... She remembers her husband words before national duty,
"Some goals are so worthy, it’s glorious even to fail... What is a life time adventure for you is a daily routine for us... If victory is certain,
then even a coward can win...
But the real brave dares to fight,
even when he knows his defeat is certain...Victory is reserved for those who are willing to pay it's price... THEN HE KISSED HER LIPS AND SAID
JAI HIND... He gone far away from love of life...

That was last time she see him alive, a lone tear fall from her eyes... Before her see this, he was carbon copy of his husband... My RANNO also not like tears in my eyes and our's son also... He got all qualities of his father, presence of mind, cool, calm even in wrost situation, handsome like a Greek God... Only he got mischiefness from his mother...

Tbc...

"Patriotism is not the same as nationalism, because love of country is not the same as worship of country..."

"Patriotism is a thing of the heart. A man is a patriot if his heart beats true to his country..."

"The patriot volunteer, fighting for country and his rights, makes the most reliable soldier on earth..."

I hope you like my small story which was completely dedicated to our Soldier's... HATTS OFF THEM... They protect our country and our's life and sacrifice their live with selflessness...

If you want to continue, so please do vote and comment for improvement and suggestion are always most welcome...

Thank You see You Bye...

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