The Untold Truth ( Completed )

That precious moment

Life is all about that moment,
for which one lives his whole life,
the moment that lifts him,
his surrounding and the entire nation
to unknown heights

That moment comes in the life of a few
with whom the whole nation identifies,
for whom life has never been a coward's adventure, always a hero's worship in moments
of peace and war, prosperity and adversity.

That moment comes in his life,
who carries on his shoulder the nation,
its hopes, dreams and identity,
for whom nation is the only priority,
much above love, life, and relationship,
pelf, power, family and friendship,
appreciation, recognition, misery and hardship.

How it feels, when the whole nation waits
for the hero to arrive? how it feels
when one occupies each and every ones mind, thought and feelings? how it feels when the nation gives a standing ovation, heart and soul dance in joy and ecstacy, when the son of the soil arrives?
Is anything more fulfilling than this?
does anything stand in comparison and worth this?

A hero is a hero, even in the enemy's camp
for him nothing but national interest matters.
Whatever may be the situation,
whoever in front hardly matters,
he never loses his poise and stands like a rock.

The nation salutes the heroes,
whose breath and  blood, heart and mind
dream, desire and wish are for the nation.
Their lives are poetry of dedication,
who for us sacrifice their lives and comforts
sleep and dream, fancy and wish
to let us breathe and relax in peace.
Is it not our duty to find the soldier in us, stand by the nation and our brothers and sisters guarding the frontier day and night in sun and shower fighting against hope and despair.