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MA, DON'T CRY
Ma, don't cry for this soldier, Fighting to hold his tears back, As he takes leave of you now, Never to retrace his track. Ma, I owe myself to you; You made what I am today. You taught me in protecting My country, my duty lay. Ma, it's time to show you now, Your lessons were not in vain. Your son seeks your permission That he may martyrdom gain. * Written in abcb, 7-7-7-7 format * Reflects the feelings in the author's heart when he joined army on 5 October, 1965 at the time of national emergency in the wake of Indo- Pak war. * Initially written as entry no. 365591 in book MISCELLANEA, "MISCELLANEA" M C Gupta 12 August 2005
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