India's Bloodstained Catastrophe


Someone's son, Someone's father, brother and friend, who sacrificed his life for the sake of Country, who was the only hope of his family, who spent whole life in becoming what he was, whose place cannot be replaced, cannot be filled, whose priceless bravery is beyond measure.

Photo Credit/ Indian Express Whose name will be forgotten after a few tribute ceremonies, medals, or at most national mourning? Nobody is going to cry for him, nobody will shed tears for him, World will never be same for his wife, for his children, for his family, left with lifelong catastrophe.
Their wounds would never be filled, never be recovered, even what change will it make if his wife receives posthumous Bravery award on the Republic Day ahead.
What they have got from sacrificing all what they had at once for nation, would anyone of his family ever dare to think of Army.
Why soldiers are not considered national heroes, why they are not regarded as icons, inspirations, why citizens prefer to talk about Cricketers, Films, Politics but not about our actual heroes sacrificing their lives for nation.
They petrol in hard chilling night in border so that our children can sleep safely in night, they leave their children so that our children can go to school, they leave their family so that we can live with our family happily, they leave every comfort so that we can live in comfort.

But what we give them in the return of their priceless sacrifice.

""Why not writers return their awards against such aristocracies, why Bollywood reel heroes speak up for nations real heroes, why not right, left- and center front go for strikes and movements, why human rights and richest non-profit NGOs are keep themselves out of ambit, have all Student Unions of JNU lost their caliber, is tolerance restored in Nation....?

How long will India keep tolerating cross-border terrorism, how long will it keep sacrificing its brave-hearts, and how long will war of hatred continue?