Recently I watched a movie, named URI. It was basically on the topic of~
“Following the roguish terrorist attacks at Uri Army Base camp in Kashmir, India takes the fight to the enemy, in its most successful covert operation till date with one and only one objective of avenging their fallen heroes.” ( This was what google had to say about the movie).
Here, i am going to pen down something more deep. Maybe for me it is a deep concept, for you it may not, but I really think apart from the what the movie is all about, there is one thing on which light should be thrown on! What i am going to talk about is something which is very phenomenal and full of the highest level of sacrifice and strength.
The feeling, which i am talking about is knowing that your son/husband/daughter/wife is serving in the army and accepting the fact that while he/she is gone today, there is no 100% guarantee that they will return home. This might seem something very ordinary to us, like okay if a person is in army they fight for the country and it is an understandable thing that one day they might become a martyr. We think this with due respect to them but for us it is just a fact.
Let us think about those wives, husbands, children or parents whose family member is in the army and how they have to live with that feeling that one day not the person but their body will come home. This is a different level accepting power. If all the types strengths together are instilled in one person then also using that strength and being strong enough to withstand the truth of not seeing their loved one next Diwali is something extraordinary.
Marrying a person knowing he serves in the army and one day you may not see him because he serves the country being a brave soldier and that his life is in danger every now and then, knowing these facts, accepting them and marrying that person is what i feel is the purest form of love or let us say a love on a different level. Obviously love cannot be defined to be pure or purest but what the families of the soldiers have and especially what the wives go through is something I really really feel sad about sometimes. Not sad that their partners are in the army but sad that they have to go through that pain and sacrificial feeling while their spouses die as great martyrs.I respect those families with bottom of my heart to be very honest.
This write up doesn’t even sum half the depth i have in my heart regarding how accepting and strong the families of the soldiers have to be. Thinking about them having already lost their beloved till date gives me a sense of grief and respect, a lot of respect.
Not making the feels of this write up sad or negative, I would conclude saying, lot of respect to the army people and their families. Stay strong, we got that!!!! đ
