We are Ten,
Ten Bravehearts
Sentinels on
the snow
We walk out
on days and nights
With
temperatures always so low
Minus ten is
comforting to us
Below forty
is when you miss your toe
Sunlight,
frostbite, hypothermia
Welcome to
our abode in snow
Welcome to
Siachen.
We are Ten,
Ten Bravehearts
Out on a
special mission
To stop the
raiders from across
Coming into
our nation
Walking in
snow so deep
When we heard
a huge commotion
No, it wasn’t
the guns booming
But the
rumbling of snow in motion
Come later
to our abode on snow
It’s too hot
right now in Siachen.
We are Ten,
Ten Bravehearts
Sensing our
biggest killer
With nowhere
to hide
Didn’t run
hither & thither
T’was coming
down the mountain
Crushing all
beneath, this road roller
Just minutes
away from us it was
We stood
still, we held our hands together
Death was roaring
& laughing at us
But we never
let go of our hands
For us it
had always been
All for One,
One for All
Now this
will be our abode forever
Never ever to
say Goodbye Siachen.
We were Ten,
Ten Bravehearts
No one else will
know our names
But for our
mothers, fathers, brothers, sisters
And our
wives, sons, daughters, friends
Who will
come to know of us much later
After days
when all the searches are over
They’ll
never find us, for we are lost
Lost forever,
together us Ten Bravehearts
Sleeping
soundlessly, frozen forever.
Soon another
set of Bravehearts will take our place
Welcome to
Siachen, Mates.
We were Ten,
Ten Bravehearts
Who will
soon be forgotten
Wiped away
from your memories soon
But not for
our own families
Who wait at
the station to receive us
As the Avalanche
Express comes chugging down
Coming with
our empty coffins
Wrapped in
saffron green and white
Lying ten
feet below, with unfulfilled dreams
Dreams of goodness
and joy
Wondering
how Genesis would have described us
From Dust to
Dust or From Dust to Snow
Zara hatke, zara bachke, yeh hai Siachen
meri jaan!
And in the
end imagined myself singing
Hoping words
of my favorite song would come true
Imagine
there’s no countries, It isn’t hard to do
Nothing to kill or die for, And no religion
too
Imagine all the people, Living life in peace
Yo hoo oo!!
And there’ll
be Siachen No More
You may say I’m
a dreamer
But I’m not
the only one.
Jai Hind!
SS
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