Mother's eyes on the road
Looking at every face
May be next one would be him

It's been more than a month
He hasn't called, she feels adverse
War is at its peak, so the casualties
News broadcasting the audacity of soldiers
But the mother is both proud and restless

His regiment achieve its target
But still nothing about him
Still trying to recognize the faces

One day a group of soldier arrives
With a rectangular box called a coffin
He fought like a lion, no one dares to touch him
Except for a remote bullet, which hit him,
There which one beat for your mother.

She gave a smile and touched his body
Tears roll down, but she was strong enough
One thought running in her mind,  his son will also become a soldier!

Jai Hind