Saturday, February 5, 2011

INJARAM




In distant foreign lands I roam,

A stranger  among strange faces,

I know not where the road leads

I know not when I will fall

I know not if this be my last sunset

I know not a tomorrow,

But today, here in this distant land,

I cast my fears away,

This is the place where ill-thoughts die and good are born

For I have God, my protector by my side and I am with Him

(Injaram is one of the camps in Chattisgarh where the 9th NAP (IR) men were posted for 3 years where they lost men who sacrificed their lives so that someone else' live is secure and save)

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