The purest love

Is true love fictitious? Many think so! Well, not me. The best example of true love is not Romeo and Juliet, but it is the unconditional love that the soldiers shower upon their motherland. The soldiers, or rather our guardian angels as I like to call them, are the ones whom I admire and respect more than anyone. The warriors in camouflage render exceptional service to the nation, expecting no special recognition, and asking nothing in return.

The warriors in camouflage render exceptional service to the nation, expecting no special recognition, and asking nothing in return.

The love they have for the country is so pure, so selfless and yet irrevocable. The sacrifices that they make are unimaginable and that’s what makes them so distinguished and special. For me, they are the perfect epitome of courage, discipline, loyalty, patience, intelligence and respect. In spite of their altruistic contributions to the nation, they are extremely down-to-earth people and never consider themselves superior to others.

Thinking of joining the Indian army is itself a brave thing. It means that you are ready to devote yourself fully to the country and are willing to cross any obstacles, however hard they may be. I have always wondered what kind of fire they have burning in their hearts that drives them to fight so relentlessly against the enemies of the land, and endure so much pain beyond what we can imagine. The spirit possessed by these brave hearts is commendable.

The army has always upheld the honour of the nation. “Our flag does not sway because the wind moves it, it flies with the last breath of each soldier who died protecting it.” The Indian army will remain my idol, forever.