Missing Home at OTA

Ninety Days away, far from Home..

I wander alone, alone to roam

wandering alone like a child,

Missing Home, Home Sweet Home!

Days seems year, year so long and Hour's tick shows slow,

With heavy heart I bleed missing in sadness and in despair,

I walk this lovely Road of OTA, Full of pain and anguish bear,

Missing Home, Home Sweet Home!

As time reached for the Antim Pag (The Final Steps),

Hard time for us,

were Happy at last,

Piping Stars on the shoulders

were back Home,

Home Sweet Home!

                  

(This was written in the year 2013 during my training at the Officer's Training Academy, Kamptee)