KARGIL DIVAS IS APPROACHING FAST......HOW MANY VETERANS BOTH YOUNG AND OLD REMEMBER IT...OUR HEROES BATRA / THAPAR /ENDLESS NAMES...ETC ETC...
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I've known Ashu for little over a year--we did the NLP course together. Now migrated to the US. As far as I know she does not have a military connection.
I FOUND MY GOD IN KARGIL (by Ashu Lobo-Desai)
by Ashu Lobo-Desai (Notes) on Monday, May 27, 2013 at 12:09am
(I composed this soon after the Kargil war and would like to re-dedicate it to the Universal Soldier on Memorial Day with gratitude, respect and love)
“Are you a Christian? Hindu? Muslim?” they asked;
I replied that I was none,
All I wished was to find my God,
So help me anyone;
For I’d looked in churches, temples, mosques
And never found Him there;
Tried prayer books and prayer beads,
I’d searched just everywhere.
But I found my God in Kargil,
In fact, I find Him every day.
After the night’s long shelling bursts
He brings the sun out to play.
He helps us carry the wounded men
Down the treacherous slopes;
He pulls back our shoulders and lifts up our chins
He fills us with faith and hope.
He is there when we fill up the body-bags
With comrades who have died;
And gives us the words of comfort to soothe
The soldier’s widowed bride.
He’s there when land-mines dismember friends
And tells us it has to be –
A few have to suffer and some to die
For millions to be free.
Setting up night ambushes,
When it’s too dark for me to see,
I feel His loving, guiding hands
Reassuring me.
I see Him as one loaf we share
In cheerful selfless toil,
As we onward march with fearless gaze
Refusing to recoil.
He is there as we bow our heads in prayer
Before an assault new;
He is there in the parent’s tearful call:
“Son, I’m proud of you!”
War-widows, orphans – children of war…
I often ask God :”Why?”
I understand so clearly now
As I stare at the fire-lit sky.
The young boy who had searched for God
In vain, in the recent past,
Became a man in Kargil, and,
Had found His God at last!
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