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Brave Men


Why should we say that no one care, When the families of the soldier men are always having mare. They care for our motherland they care for us, They approach our enemies with dush! I stood and I watched as a mother cried, when she had heard that her son had died. He didn't die because he was sick, or he didn't die because he was in a wreck. He died doing what he felt was right... If mine mother was able to speak, she would have told to the brave men "child don't go to sleep". Tell me how can a mother endure to see her child's death? Though it was in her fate!! Tell me how many men are so brave, That they are fearless of the grave. All I have is respect for them, They are our countries priceless gem.
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Ritam Mukherjee Dholey

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