True sons of motherland.

When you lie down in the lap of your loved ones,

On the far end of our borders, motherland loses many of its worthy and valiant sons,

When you sleep in the beauty of your dreams,

They are uncertain whether they would rise up again or sleep for the rest of their life owning to enemy’s bullet’s beams,

You feel secured and proud to be in your nation,

But remember, they are the ones behind our nation’s creation,

Whenever something threatens our unity,

These sons of mother India restore our nation’s integrity,

They work relentlessly to make your life a success,

And in order to do that they bear the brunt of enemy’s unholy mess,

Sometimes terrorists, sometime enemy, sometimes huge hindrances try to threaten them and make them fall down,

But these great souls refuse the hardships of life and remain duty bound,

Sometimes snow tries to chill them up,

Or cold water makes their temperature go down,

But these great souls, whether its is sizzling sun or thunderous zephyr, 

remain duty bound,

They don’t know who you are,

But still they are ready to transcend any limit or bar,

To avert any problem that threatens the credibility of the nation,

They work day and night as unselfish masons,

Helping the nation develop day and night,

They are the courteous sons of the motherland, even ready to die in this fight,

They don’t know what the next moment may bring them,

Whether it’s 1962 or Kargil, they continue to be at the helm,

They don’t know if the coming enemy’s grenade may cease their life’s lease,

Making them rest in peace,

But they are busy leading us out of darkness,

They are not afraid whether they will die in the coming passage of time,

They just feel proud to say, “O’ my great nation, you are mine.”

They will for the sake of nation sabotage any attack,

But the whole world knows at last that Indian army will never back…will never back.

JAI HIND, JAI BHARAT

JAI MA BHARTI