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Martyrs of Pulwama

A mother is one who nurtures her child,

Teaches him to live and the words to abide,

Trains him for the world and the daily chide

Sends him to spread His word far and wide…

But today he comes back clad in colour white,

He gave up his life for mother, the sacrifice,

For people in power corridors, it’s a game of dice,

And forget the mother who gave her child by choice…

My heart goes out to all the mothers of the soldiers who sacrificed their lives today, for their motherland. To all those mothers of their children who will dedicate their children to the motherland. To all the children who will grow up seeing their fathers in the pitcures hanging on the walls or in the medals decorating the uniform kept in an old trunk. To all those who have lost a brother trying to defend his motherland.

No words for their ultimate devotion and dedication. Just bow down my head in solemn prayer to grant my brothers peace wherever they are.

Jai Hind!


Am a teacher by profession. A student of History and international politics. Believe that Bhakti (Devotion) and Humanism can only save Humanity. Revere all creation. My thoughts are influenced by His Holiness Pandurang Shashtriji Athavale

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