In the winter nights as the mercury plummets
He is the one still preventing the covet
An altitude of 5400m and -57 degree Celsius
With his assualt rifle ,he feels more wealthiest
In a harsh condition of hypoxia, he doesn't care for alzimer
"A life less ordinary " is just a primer
In a condition of snow blindness he still keeps a close view,
Sighting the enemy, he silently cocks the rifle and preview,
Taking them down ,the crossfiring starts
Killing them all ,he suffers from six bullet shorts
Still persisting to save his mother land
Falling on knees,holding the tricolour in his hand
He says Hai meri zameen afsos nahi
Jo tere liye sau dard sahe,
Mefoos rahe teri aan sadaa,
Chahe jaan meri ye rahe na rahe,
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