Indian Army

Wrinkles on the foot; but great footsteps,

Wounds on the body; but service before self,

Forget about Sundays; Never ever they expect Holidays.

Border is the only home they have.

Discipline is the only furniture present in their huts.

Selfless is the only blood group circulate in them.

Life for the Country is the only thought in them.

Everything is live for them; life doesn't provide rewind button.

Hosting a tricolour is the proud moment for them,

But wrapping up in tricolour is the proudest moment for them.

They are the strongest being on the earth.

We wouldn't be able to survive without their existence.

But still we lack behind to even say thank you to them.

Is it just about two national celebrations?

No. It's all about each and every day.

Because we wouldn't even able to say freedom, without them.

It's not just about their stars on the shoulder; it's all about their scars of bullet.

Those are the real heroes of India, who deserve salute before anyone else.

Jai Hind!