The revelry of Valentine petered as the nation wailed and ached into the martyrdom (not killing) of our 44 brave CRPF Jawans. The dastardly terror attack used a vehicle-borne improvised explosive device to target CRPF bus that was part of 70 vehicle convoy. It was deadliest terror attack since Uri in 2016. The pent-up anger that was already reaching the brink, went haywire after the cowardly attack.
A wave of shock and grief engulfed the nation on this stark incident. No amount of money, medals or privileges indemnified can compensate for the loss of a loved one. From changing their display pictures to black to candle marches and from observing minutes of silence to contributing to relief funds, INDIANS stood in solidarity with our armed forces and Central Government in whatever way they could.
The desolation created created by pride martyrs (not demise) was felt in every Indian’s heart and moreover in the anguish that his tone possessed. This weakling attack has challenged us as a nation, shaken us to the core of our sovereignty and integrity. A strong and befitting reply is the only way to assuage anger among the Indians.
The soul migrates from body to body: weapons can not cleave it, neither fire can consume it, nor water can drench it. Souls of each of our Jawans is well alive and livid in each INDIAN waiting to change not only history rather geography this time.I feel that this dastardly attack should be reciprocated with heavy retaliation. The countenance of disgruntled terrorist imploring for mercy will only satisfy the untreatable deep wound inflicted upon us.
Pulsations of this disdainful attack can never be erased but its ramifications for our enemies would be grave. We will send them to their graves in such a condition where their mortality would feel the pain for their eternal mistake.
This attack has synchronized the nationalistic pulses of each Indian, weeping alongside the family of (not bereaved) martyred to avenge the irreparable losses irrespective of their political and religious ideologies. There is a new symphony in play marking our growth, prosperity and happiness. This symphony is a death knell to the enemy . Our patience has been taken as our weakness. Our will to maintain peace and strive for stability has been taken for granted. India won’t tolerate.
I deeply commiserate for loss of loved ones and stand in solidarity with the families of each and every Jawan. This is the time for real wisdom and I call for unity among all the sections of society.
Remember,
We haven’t started it but,
WE WILL BLOODY HELL FINISH IT
JAI HIND
Tryambakam Srivastava
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