THE SOLDIER
Bullets firing all around, guns blazing through, surrounded by enemies, no chance of survival, this is my present situation; I just don't understand why people fight. and moreover,why this question came in my mind now, at the door of death? Why couldn't ask this before joining the army? The only logical answer which I could find was that may be I was fascinated with the pride and honor associated generally with the dressed ones.
Since childhood, I was a very introvert kind of a person, burying all thoughts and feelings deep inside myself, I traveled this mysterious journey of life, but I never felt discouraged like today. May be its true, a man is enlightened just before his death. What an equation? A man searches all his life to fin this secret of life, which actually emerges itself in the verge of transition of one' life and death.
I couldn't even blame me for being here solely, family wants money, nation wants security, what so ever be the situation, but what so ever be the situation, but what had I expected from them, just a piece of satisfaction, an extra bit of appreciation, speaking the truth, I could earn more plough my fields, fill the empty stomachs back home, Although I think there are things in this world more valuable than money, pride and honor, and on the pinnacle of those, self-satisfaction!
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