“And I was withering with deadly pains on the ground, could not utter a sound, My blood shrouded the land.... my soul was leaving; like the sand from the hand, Wounds were no less to make me weak, but my aim was high, Surely it was not the moment to sigh!” “I dragged my injured body, murmured that each word that could fill me with strength Alas! I was dead at the dead end! Begged the Almighty for a miracle to happen, That could make me run and all my doubts could be shunned...” “Giving up, wasn’t my forte because my soul was grounded in the love of my motherland But wasn’t haunted... it was the Victory that I wanted. How could the enemy dare to reach my mother’s bosom? How could I pardon them and how could I forgive, My respect for the motherland is not tenuous and the love has long-lived.” “Will tear them apart and will trash them forever, Attacking comes after, would be shivering in Daring Ever! Are they deaf to hear the roar of the Son like Lion? Are they blind to see, I am not here for any fun! I have my eye over my aim like Arjun, their defeat and my Triumph The fault is theirs if they see me as a shrimp.” “Will fight till the end of the last breath, Joy of victory will elevate when my great flag sheathes my grave, Oh! My motherland don’t be scared at all, Your son is here to fortify, your love is more than enough to gratify.” “And I stood up, fought till the end finally, Thanked the Mighty to hold me in the half way, Felt my motherland hugged me tight and tenderly hold me after that horrendous fight, I was neither a blind nor a deaf to hear that blaring sound of victory, all around I collapsed then and there and fell on the ground Indeed the last Salute that was, my soul was at peace and the bliss it found.” “I did what I want; I gained what I aimed, I could die proudly without any shame, whatever I did wasn’t any affair for fame, My body was now lame, but joy touched my lips and made me smile for a while, I could rest in peace now and was the time to move on from this world, To pack up my role and my karmic luggage, And before I shut my eyes once for all, I felt my mother land sang the song of the Triumph of my Courage!”
