I am a son of a soldier
Who fought bravely
And laid down his life
For our motherland.
Then eight year old I was
How can I forget that gloomy day!
I was waiting for my dad’s return
I could see my dad coming and hugging me.
But., ,
Sounds of cries woke me up
I saw a group of soldiers
Entering our house
Along with a coffin.
There I could see my dad lying
Inside a coffin
I cried, I called him, I shook him
To wake him up
But he was so quiet as if
He was in a calm deep sleep.
I lost my mom long back
Now my dad too went away.
It was the toughest time in my life.
Years passed by.
Today I feel proud
That i fulfilled his promise.
It was his vision that I too
Should join army and
Serve my country.
Tears rolled down my eyes
When I received a medal of Honours and
When the crowd greeted me with applause.
I felt proud of myself
As I could make my dads vision come true.
This is for you my Dear Dad, I whispered.
I could feel my Dad smiling and Saluting me.
©ALL RIGHTS RESERVED BY GEETHA JAYAKUMAR 2014
© 2014.
Geetha Jayakumar.
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