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Fighting with life

Fighting with life

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Soldiers...... These are the real heroes of every nation. They give up their own lives in order to make sure that we can sleep in peace. It's quite a difficult thing to understand what they are facing. We are common people , we can either judge them in a positive or in a negative way. But we don't have the courage to reach at their level. Here, I have made an attempt to make some people aware about what the family members of the Soldier's family might be feeling when they leave their home. Their job is damn risky and the family members can't do anything more than waiting..... They always​ HOPE that their son/brother in/ husband will come soon. But they can't confirm it's sureity. The family members of these soldiers are also the PRISONERS OF WAR. THEY ALWAYS HAVE TO KEEP FIGHTING WITH THEIR EMOTIONS AND THEIR LIFE IN ORDER TO CURB ANY OF THE SITUATION. THIS STORY IS A Dedication TO ALL THOSE WHO DIE EVERYDAY IN MEMORY OF THEIR LOVED ONES. SALUTE TO YOU ALL. HOPE YOU LIKE THIS! THANKS!!
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