It is the other side of the brave Rajputaanis we see..
No disrespect meant to anybody...this is just something I had in my mind and I penned it down
And There he was going...a smile on his face...he was going to embrace his death..
Not a trace of fear...nor a trace of sadness..
Just pure enthusiasm..and love for his motherland
That feeling of love for his motherland overcame all his difficulties and it just somehow jumped over all the hesitations he had..
Don't get me wrong..I'm proud of him..his courage...his bravery...and soon his sacrifice
But it is difficult for me to accept all this without a foolish tear dropping from my eyes..
Not that I don't try to keep it from dropping..
But I love him...I love him more than anything in this love..
Hadn't I asked for only one thing in my life...my husband should stay with me..
But I knew in mind that he has asked for only one thing...his motherland's safety..
It was always his priority..
I know I ought to be happy that he is dying for something he lives for..
But it isn't easy! It is taking away the life in me!
It feels as if my world will collapse the second I bid him goodbye!
I want to scream, cry and shout but I can't!
I can't because I'm a warrior's wife...I can't just let my emotions jump over me..
Even though it takes my life away..I have to be brave...a brave Rajputani!
Because I am a Rajputani before being a mother, a wife or anything else...
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