Kargil Diwas: The Day We Cry With Pride

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As my maternal uncle,my dearest one and only Mamu is in the defence,serving the nation with all his heart,this day holds more than just patriotic weight…it’s personal. It’s a date etched into our bones.A prominent day fr all of us,evry single year.Some days don’t need reminders.They just reside inside us..quiet,heavy, unforgettable...26th July is that kind of day. #KargilDiwas.A day our nation bleeds a little...and bows a lot.It ain’t just abt rememberin a war.It’s abt rememberin the boys who nevr came back.The boys who didn’t get old to superannuate.Who didn’t get the life they deserved... because they chose to protect ours.They weren’t born soldsoldiers.They were someone’s child,someone’s brother,someone’s heartbeat.But when duty called,they picked up guns instead of pens,letters instead of selfies and walked into the fire without blinkin.No spotlight.No second thought.Just one thing in their heart,Don’t let the nation’s head evr bow down.They climbed those icy heights knowin well they might nt return.But still they went.And how...Their courage wasn’t loud. It was steel silent.But it shook the enemy to the core.We remember those unsung veer jawans whose names nevr got trendin...But whose sacrifice built this peace we live in today.It’s their blood that coloured the ttricolour.It’s their heartbeat that still echoes through the mountains...And today,as we breathe free,it’s only bcz they chose to breathe their last.

#KargilDiwas ain’t just a date, man! It’s a wound.It’s pride mixed with pain...It’s a reminder of what we owe.Of the tears that nevr dried in so many homes...To evry soldier who stood tall when it was easier to run...To evry jawan who gave it all without asking anythin in return…Salute. From the heart. This nation stands bcz you fell...like stars,not like men.

To the brave who turned to dust for the honour of Mother India… a billion bows,a billion tears... 🇮🇳

#KargilVijayDiwas #VeerKoSalaam #MissYouFaujiyon#JaiHind


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