"I couldn't do anything for the country" she said.

Today she proudly stands as a Martyr's mother.

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~ Boost Thyself

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~Boost Thyself

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M otherland's saviors
A ppointed till their last breath who
R eprsented their
T rue dedication and
Y eilded in many
R evolutionary changes who
S erved for the nation till bloodshed.

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My boots got charred and my clothes were soiled through the journey as I retraced back to the tent. I have asked my comrades to fake my presence for this lonely night at the patrolling booth. I rummage through my backpack and retrieve my laptop in an attempt to catch the network on these icy peaks. I gasp for air as the picture loads. A crimson newborn baby girl stares through the screen and I drop my rifle for my emotions overpower my strength. I will fight, I will stay awake, I will retaliate, I will be aggressive, I will strive and I will survive for I don't want her to be tagged as the martyr's daughter.

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THE RECITAL

Those little hands, held toys a while ago,
My boy, when did you grow ?
Those tiny feet, struggled to walk,
My boy, when did you learn to talk ?
Those beautiful eyes, once gazed into mine,
When did nation's service become a dream of thine ?
The day you went for the battle is still on my mind,
Fully geared up, you acted as one of a kind.
"I'll soon be back mother", was all you said,
Today in front of me, your body lies dead.
You were satisfied, says your face,
There resides peace and solace.
The dream you had, came true my son,
That battle , our nation has won.
Proud am I, who had a son so brave,
This is a martyr's mother, reporting from his grave.

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He was shot
Not once but many a time
Against all odds
He moved on still
With just a "khukuri" held high
Forcing his opponent to bite the dust
Marking his name in the history
In every country he fought
For the poverty he suffered back home!

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She received a medal for the martyrs chest,
who opted to get bullet embedded over it.

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Destiny had wrapped both the father & the son on the same day in a piece of cloth..
Just a minor difference..
The cute li'l baby who was born was wrapped in a soft white towel..
While his father who came to see the Apple of his eyes was wrapped in Tricolor..
Both of them were alive..
Son on the planet & the father in the hearts..❤

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