For Those At Kargil

My heart bleeds, my soul cries,

Each time a soldier up there dies.

Fighting the cold, braving the snow,

They trudge on fearlessly.

No one knows when they will be back,

No one knows how long it will be.

He had hardly lived his life

When he had to face death.

But he was glad 

The promise to the nation he had kept.

In another town, another place,

The four-year old lights his father pyre.

He perhaps doesn't even know that,

There will no more 'Papa' whom he admired.

The parents watch the news anxiously 

And so does his new wife.

But their prayers go unanswered,

When they heard he has laid down his life.

There are so many more, so many of them

Unsung heroes, those courageous men.

I salute you all, who for our tomorrow

Have sacrificed their today and left us in sorrow.

Let this all end, let there be peace,

God, will you fulfil this wish of mine, please?