That Pure Sacrifice (16/12/14)

A sacrifice so unlike any other in this whole wide world. I have seen widows and children crying uncontrollably in times so relentless over the mortal bodies of those great soldiers of the soil. Those soldiers died happily knowing that they saved a country from which they were, and they were the ones who were it's strongest base. If they had to die a million times they would do so with joy and without even a single hesitation. I couldn't survive those moments, i had a feeling that ate me from the inside out, but a soldier would survive them like a shield he is because he sees his generations ready for the same sacrifice he made....
Then yesterday, 16-12-14, a date which made me cry, I could only but see those soldiers with foggy eyes of theirs. This event was none like any other in the past, it made a soldier cry. A soldier only had these words, "War was for me not for my own children, i was to be where they are. Is this humane? Is this Humanity?". An old veteran who saw many die by his bullets and had many in his arms while they breathed their last ,cried in distress with his foggy eyes, "YA ALLAH TUNAY IN ZALIMON KO ITNI CHOOT DAY DI HAI, YA ALLAH IS ZULM KO KHATAM FARMA", he didn't eat his meal in that distress and just slept that night. Those children were something more than the others, they were the ones who left those soldiers calling out loudly, crying so relentlessly. The soldier was the one who couldn't control it this time, he was broken he was shattered. But, he raised his head with a fire no extinguisher could put out, that fire would only grow.
They didn't die!!!!!!!
Those children, people say, died. No they are still alive, they see you when you pass by their grave, they feel your footsteps. ALLAH Almighty still provides them with food beneath that wet soil. However, they did move out of their Houses and moved to a better place, a place which is limitless, boundless, and free........
Masoom wo jaan ik kali ki manind woh dagh chor gayi,
masalnay walay ko tars na aya aur wo murjha gayi,
Apnay he BABA pay wo ik aesa qarz laga kay gayi,
kay us pathar ko b moom ki tarhan pighla kay gayi,