Tuesday 16 October 2012

Prologue



Many a times in life it becomes evident that the things aren’t going your way. So what is there to be done in such circumstances…?
Perceiving as a soldier, strictly speaking, its not a big deal.
But in reality it is a tad hard job then it seems it is.
what the general masses thinks is that being a ” foji “  means that you are exempted from all such feelings that can be placed under the heading of emotions, but what is there to be asked is that how is it possible to simply exempt a man from all links to humanity by removing the last inches of saneness.
Wrong!
Vivid images of past comes and haunt everyone in a manner such grotesque that it leaves an impact so the more brutal the past is, the more strong the images are and consequently the stronger the impact.
People can criticize all they like about the army eating all the budgets and acquiring all the lands but the simple soldier who has nothing to do with the monopoly of the big guns has nothing to say what so ever in the whole scenario. He is duty bound to obey and protect the ideological boundaries of the country, which is he is doing up to the limits of perfection.
So why is he being the center of criticism…?
Just because he shares the same color as the people residing in the upper echelons.
I still remember there was a time quite a while ago when all the army and its wings were respected and hailed as the prime mover of the country. Whenever anywhere in the village areas the army was conducting any exercise and the whole convoy used to pass from a little market of some sort there were kids surrounding all the trucks and the vehicles and the whole convoy used to slow down just in order to let the kids have a better look. Even the elders enjoyed the whole procession by waving hands or looking towards them in a fashion that can be called as polite and understanding.
Why aren’t these kinds of moments being seen now a days.
All blame can’t be just placed on a hatred that has developed rather evolved in a recent years…
so what is it then
from the ink of a soldier only a little description of happenings can be portrayed.
Rest all is left for the conscious mind…..!

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