Flying from the rocks,
Sailing through the breeze.
Rafting over waves,
Diving into streams.
Slept in dungaree amidst woods,
Admiring nature’s raw beauty.
Reality knocked assaulting my dreams,
It was time for sentry duty.
Through dragging “debriefings”,
We nursed our pains.
Cursing the schedule,
Alas! No gains!
They say it makes one fit and firm,
And thus, we endured grill of drill.
Perfected the art of a nap anytime,
Welcome Volini, adieu sleeping pill!
As it sped from trot to canter,
Our heartbeats raced like F1 cars.
With each passing riding class,
We said our prayers and thanked the stars.
Marched miles in pouring rain,
Dragging my body and switching off brain.
I cared for my rifle and my squad mate,
We cribbed, complained
Laughed and shared the fate.
That is my treasure, my true lifelong gain
Bring the forces of nature,
I have buried my fear.
The chisel has worked fine,
My mind is my spear.
The fountain was within me,
I dived and drank.
I dared the limits,
And the limits shrank.
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