CHEERS TO INDIAN ARMY
Share. Yesterday at 10:43pm
He is short haired , tight muscled kid who , under normal circumstances is considered by the society half man , half boy. Not yet dry behind the ears , not old enough to buy a beer , but old enough to die for his mother land. he really never cared much for work and he would rather wax his own car than wash his fathers , but he never collected unemployment dole either .
he 's recent college grad ; he was probably as average student from one of the KV, persuaded somer frm of sports activities ,drives a ten year old jalopy and has a steady girl friend that either broke up with him when he left, or swears to� be waiting when he returns from a half a wold away. He listens to rock and roll or hip hop or country or gazal or swing or a 155MM howitzer.
He is 5-6 kilos lighter now than when he was at home because he is working or fighting the insurgents or standing guard on the icy himalayas from before the dawn to well after the dusk or he is at engaging the terriorists . He has a trouble spelling , thus letter writing is pain for him , but he can field strip a rifle in 30 seconds and reassemble it in less time in dark. He can recite to you the nomenclature of the machine gun or grenade launcher and use either one effectively if he must.
He digs foxholes and latrines and can apply first aid like a professional.
He can march untill he is told to stop or stop untill he is ordered to march.
He obeys the order instantly and without hesitation , but he is not without spirit or individual dignity. His pride and self respect , he does not lack . He is self sufficient.
He has two sets of combat dress ; he washes one and wears the other .
He keeps his water bottle full and his feet dry.
He sometimes forget to brush his teeth but never to clean his rifle . He can cook his own meals , mend his own clothes , and fix his own hurts . If you are thirsty , he will share his water with you ; if you are hungry, his food . he ll even split his ammunition with you in the midst of battle when you run low.
He has learned to use his hands like weapon and weapon like his hands.
He can save your life - or take it because that is his job.
He will often do twice the work of a civilian , draw half the pay , and still find ironic humor.
He has seen more suffering and deaths than he should have in his short lifetime
He feels every note of JANA GANNA MANA vibrate through his body while a rigid attention , while tempering the burning desire to square away those around him who havent bothered to stand , remove their hands from their pockets or even stop talking .
In an odd twist , day in and day out , far from home , he defends their right to be disrespectful.
Just as did his father , grand father , and great grand father , he is paying the price of our freedom . Beardless or not , he is not a boy.
He is your nation,s fighting man that has kept this country free and defended your right to freedom. He has experienced deprivation and adversity , and has sen his budies falling to bullets and maimed and blown ,but.
He has asked nothing in return , except our acknowledgment� of his existence and understanding of his human needs.
Remember him , always , for he has� earned our respect admiration with his blood .
And now even we have women over there in danger , doing their part in this tradition of going to war when our nation calls us to do so.
as you go to bed tonight , remember this shot......
A short lull , a little shade and a picture of loved ones in their helmets
We both agree that doctors fleece patients. But he is behaving like a child who has been denied his daily evening chocos and milk. A doctor is suppose to be mature and calm and not like this red dragon who is repeating the same stupid question which has virtually no importance to this thread of which is the most respected job. This is some kind of Byomkesh Bakshi going on a witch hunt for no apparent reason.
Kitne baje match hai and on which channel?
