The Dedication to Hidden Warriors and Martyrs

She will let the readers decide if this story is a myth or fact or supported by the evidence. 

There are warriors who die fighting for their country. Nobody is there to remember them. Nobody has any clue why they had died. They don’t get any gallantry award, president award, or  Wartime Gallantry Awards of India Highest Military Award: Param Vir Chakra.2nd Highest Military Award: Mahavir Chakra.3rd Highest Military Award: Vir Chakra.Ashoka Chakra.Shaurya Chakra.Param Vishist Seva Medal, Ati Vishist Seva Medal, and Vishist Seva Medal. They are the real hero. They are patriotic. She laughs now when she heard somebody talking about patriotism, “seriously man, you guys don’t deserve it”.

She often salutes to the stars. She thinks, “People die and they become a star. They look down to see their loved ones. Those warriors were martyred fighting for their countries, Now they live up in the sky”. Each country has certain agencies that recruit warriors. No country mention about those long lost souls who were martyred for their countries. Each country loves to mention innovation and technology but not the special secrete agencies. They worked hard and die protecting others. Those warriors allow other people to take credit for their work.

This article is dedicated to those brothers and sisters who were martyred serving their countries. It doesn’t matter which country they belonged too. 

The girl is confused about what she should do. she thinks in her mind, “who should I trust. I don’t trust those so-called protectors. They were failed to avoid mass murder. How they can control this new act. Dame everybody is corrupt. I wonder why my patriotism has started to lose. Reality is different from what we see. People don’t believe to accept reality. I don’t blame anybody. It is hard for everybody to face reality. They have become sentimental. I cannot believe this policy that nothing else to do so lets us f&#*k somebody’s emotions. I cannot trust this so-called f—-king people who want to see him dead. What is the f—-k money would do. Will this money bring the father of girls back? My sacrifices were not enough. No, I won’t let my tears go waste”. 

She has used F words 4 times in the last two minutes. The security guard looks at her surprisingly “what are you talking about? I never have seen a Muslim woman talking like this before”, as he struggling to open the door. She yells back at him, “can you just open the door? I am in a hurry. Do I look like a Muslim woman either so I need to act like them?’

The security man just taking his time to understand her, “why are you always in a hurry? wait a minute. It is dark. I will walk you to your car. The parking lot is dark. It is not safe like your countryside”

She looks at 6 feet 5 inches tall security guard. She smells a cigarette from his clothes even she has stood 4-5 feet away from him, “seriously man. what a big joke? I don’t have time to save you. Quit dame smoking. Everybody will have an asthmatic attack if they stood near you for five minutes”

The security guard just opens his mouth to say something but she is already disappeared into the dark. As she reached a specific place, she knocks at the door. The door has opened directly at her face. she said angerly, “why you just don’t break my face with the pole? the doorknob might won’t do enough damage”

The man laughs, “Okay, why are you here? you have already said goodbye a long time ago”

Her face is red. Her eyes are burning with the fire. Her voice is strong. She looks brave today. However, the smart person has sensed the fear inside of the girl. They had faced many difficult situations many times but he never saw the girl frustrated or overwhelmed. 

The girl asks the man, “It is a time to pay back. I need clearance right away”.

The man becomes serious now, “what are talking about? what has happened now? I thought everything was already over”.

The girl was in a hurry, “do you want to see a woman become a widow without marriage?”

The man is worried now, “The wedding was called off. You are no longer obligated to do anything for him That was your past. Please, don’t carry your past with you. Go forward with your future”.

The girl snapped at the man, “I will become something which you never able to think in your dreams if something happens to him”

the man immediately grabs the car key as he heard the girl’s statement, “Lets us go. we will discuss while driving”.

The man continues to talk, “Have you notified him? Have you informed the local authority? It could be a serious diplomatic case”

The girl said, “seriously man, we don’t negotiate. Neither they do have borders nor us. Yes, I have tried to contact over there including local jurisdiction people. They are the judge and jury. They think that they are the God”.

The man noticed that the girl seems pretty grumpy today. She continued to talk, ” I have even try to contact the family. You don’t want to know what I was told. You will lose trust in your wife if I tell you about the conversation. Good, I am not married so it won’t impact me”.

The jeep is stopped at an undisclosed and classified place. The way both were walking, It seems they know their destination very well. However, the man little hesitated to think about what they would face soon. He asks the girl, “do you think he will give the permission?”

The girl says bravely and with confidence, “of course, otherwise, I will go solo”

The man stops walking, “No way, he will not guarantee the mission if you will be on board”.

Today, the girl does not have tears in her eyes. You can see the anger in her eyes. The same anger was seen many decades back. That time she was a helpless kid but not now. No, she won’t let the history repeated in front of her eyes. 

They knocked at the abandoned building. The man entered the code at the lock pad. The abandoned building is located at nowhere. You can’t find it on the map. Many decades back, she came into this building but she was so scared at that time. Today is something different. Both have entered the main office. The first thing, they hear an angry voice, “are you guys are out of your mind? do you know what would be the chaos when everybody will find out about it. But, I need to answer somebody”.

The girl takes the phone out of her pocket and opens the phone and give to the boss. she tells him, “The passcode of this phone is a combination of his birthday and mine. I need to drink some coffee. You know where to find me”

She has left the room. The boss entered the code on the phone. Many colors came and gone on his face. The man who came along with the girl could not make any impression of the boss’ facial expression. The boss ran behind the girl to find her. She is pouring her coffee. 

Boss said, “Intel is correct and time is less. The problem is the only jurisdiction. we don’t have permission to invade this particular country”

The girl said, “I am going with or without your help”

The boss tells the girl and man, “Yes, I am here to help you. Those people don’t have any borders. We don’t care about the borders when we go hunting. Certain things need to handle a certain way. I need to remind you that your job is to take the bullet out instead of putting it in. Of course, your brother won’t like it either. we don’t want to lose his trust. Do you trust me? 

The girl says bluntly, “No, I don’t trust anybody”.

The boss laughed at the girl. He is no angry. He is not frustrated overwhelmed. He takes everything to calmly and quietly. He told the girl, “The rushing is not the solution at this time. The emotions don’t have value in our group. Emotions are our biggest enemies. we will save him but an indirect way. Remember, sometimes the enemy of the enemy can be used as a friend. You are not going anywhere. Yes, you will be allowed to see the mission”.

The girl sits and held her head and look at the man known as a boss, “I trust you. U are interested in the sniper and I am interested to save the others”.

The boss admitted, “This is a win-win for both”.

The next thing he did which he should do. She sits quietly when she receives the video call from the local source. The girl smiles with the victory. She is so close to him. she can see him. she can see the mole on his face which she had planned to remove. Suddenly tears came in her eyes. They were not her ordinary tears. They were not tears of sadness. They were the tears of happiness. They were the tears of victory and joy. 

That day, the brother had done his job to protect the life of a sister. Many children were saved to become orphan. The girl’s hand raised up automatically to salute her brother. The brother has paid the price of her Rakhi. Locals were busy celebrating. Nobody has a clue until now what was happened that night. Does nobody know where are the sniper and fedayeen attackers are gone? 

Her tears are different.  She could not thank you to him because the words are not enough to say thank what he had done to save innocents. Yes, so-called protectors and politicians were busy unfurl the flag while somewhere the real warriors were cleaning the mess after they diverted the directions of bullets. The girl thinks in her mind, “I wish it had happened a couple of decades ago. I will be not watching this scene today. My Abu could be alive”

The first time the girl has not saluted the flag. She thoughts, “The dirty hands have touched the tri-color and Ashoka chakra”. 

The girl is sad but her soul is happy. One of the survivors was the senior law enforcer who blocked her phone after making his judgment. She did not come to judge somebody. She did what she had to do. She did what she had sworn. This is her job. However, many lives could be saved if the top cop had not made his judgemental decision.


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