Unsaid Words Of A Soldier

Dear Geetanjli,

You receiving my letter by now is a sign that I am no more. And you must be crying and sad at my silent departure. But a soldier is always first for his mother land than for his family. My country and you must be feeling proud of me. 

My main aim of this letter is to tell you one truth of my life, which I could not share before.

While my army, country and you feel proud about the way I fought for my country but I always felt proud of you.

Being a soilder can at times be difficult but being a wife of a soilder is most difficult job of all times.

Spending each day of life wating for my return,

Staring at the phone screen in wait to hear my voice. Looking forward fot the letters from my side.

Praying for no further wars in country.

All this you did endlessly without sacrificing a bit of your duty.

Taking care of my old parents being their strength, playing my role also towards our kids 

Looking after home and yet in heart thinking about me.

I know how many times you missed your meals as you were worried for me. Endless tears you shed on hearing that I would not be able to come for holidays.

I know you all needed me badly at many times, like when mom fall down from stairs, or when our son had an accident. But you strongly took up the charge like I took it here.

It was never easy for you to bid me farewell. The laddoos and namkeem you made for me were your immense love for me. They made me feel your presence miles apart in my tent.

While I was only doing my duty as a soldier here, following to the orders of seniors, helping subordinates and supporting friends. You had an endless part at your end.

While I was fighting on borders, you were staying awake alone at home praying continually. 

Although you never wanted to celebrate any festival without me yet you lit Diyas on every diwali missing me hard, played holi with family holding your tears deep inside. Gave beautiful gifts to our kids stating that I specially sent for them.

No doubt you are much more stronger than me.

The meddle which you receive for my ferocious fighting caliber would actually be for your role and strength. Please accept those claps from 

my side. Don't be week and cry for my loss as every soldier dreams for this day when he gets a chance to die for the country.

Don't let your love fall week for me, as it was my strength to shoot the guns in battle fields.

Take care of our family like you have always. but in all this remember to take your care too.

Don't stop to smile looking at my photo as you know how much I hate tears.

Let our kids also join in army as it was my another dream in life. If something left unattended from my party towards the country than our kids will fulfill it.

And never forget you are not alone. The whole nation outside is proud of you.

And You are my real soldier.

Loads of love.

Yours always

Veer