Our little games of hide and seek,
Ice and water,
Dog and the bone,
Dodge the ball,
We played with zeal and zest
Crowning every winner a hero,
Leaving the loser in his world of oblivion.
We may have outgrown our little childhood games,
Yet in the battlefields
We play them everyday,
With utmost earnestness.
A serious game of hide and seek with blood thirsty enemies,
Hiding and seeking for the life of our motherland,
Life threatening game of ice and water,
As we freeze and unfreeze ourselves into attack or defence,
Strategically planned moves of dog and the bone,
Fighting for the treasure we both want
As we dodge every bullet,
The way we dodged the ball.
History repeats itself,
As the winner is adorned with medals of shining gold
And the defeated sent home,
Draped in a flag,
To be forgotten,
As he enters majestically ,
The gates of Paradise,
Not just as a man,
But as a martyr.
The game of games we played everyday,
Unaware that our little games taught us
The game of life,
Life in the battlefield.
Salute to all soldiers and martyrs, whichever land they may hail from🙏