Driving through a deserted road,

Beaming smile lit her pale face

While glancing at slow pace,

The ebony sky lit by the silvery moon.

19.47 did her comfy finger tune the radio,

“Unknown letters from Kargil” broadcasted

The soldiers eternal bonding that outlasted;

With so many letters being read on the show,

“To Mishi ! with full of love,

Come back soon did I last hear from thou,

Hiding at the snow-flaked mountains like a dove

Battling bleak and bitter cold at miles away

Striving hard to see your placid smiles on the way

Pure love, brave Mommy” read one.

With the radio tuned high,

Tears rolling out from her eyeballs, she did sigh;

On the eve of August 15th did the radio

Remind her of brave mommy’s presidio.

With patriotic breeze all around,

Come back mommy! very soon

With mommy India safe; pure love- Mishi

Did her heart speak looking at the moon;

The spell of silence around Mishi

Was broken with the wordings from the radio

“Param Vir Chakra protects our tri-color Chakra”.