They guard the nation efficiently, serve and only serve and sometimes die serving. Never say no, never feel the pain, never be demanding. They don't see their loved ones around. In Himalayas they see the white snow turn a deeper shade of red. In deserts they see their life blowing up with the winds. At times, in water they spend their life till death takes it away. They die for us and they die every day. Their mornings start with with blood sheds, nights end with a cold march on the borders without a single line of stress on their face. For us, these are picnic spots but life ain't no picnic on the line of control for them. "Soldiers are half mental!" I'm proud, always have been and always will be proud and grateful of these mentals. I want to salute you oh soldier, I just want to thank you for making world a safer place for us!