ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀʟᴛᴀʀ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ
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Just four hours ago, where heavy cannons and machine-gun shells were rained, the mountain range of the Himalayas at this time was silent. No words were heard anywhere.
The remaining soldiers of the Indian troops gathered at the rock in front of the BUMLA outpost. Two hundred ninety-nine (299) of his soldiers were playing their lives in thwarting this Chinese invasion. There were a total of four hundred (400) soldiers in this troop.
This peace was established after a two-hour fierce battle. The valleys in front and adjacent to the outpost were full of dead bodies of Chinese soldiers. Chinese soldiers also fled leaving their wounded soldiers there to die. This attack was very fierce.
The Chinese army was surrounded by grasshopper-like teams and standing on the top of the BUMLA outpost, as far as the sight went, the army - the army was visible. The Chinese army had heavy artillery and machine-guns which fired smoke-filled bullets at the outpost.
There was a small air track near the post, on which the Indian airplanes used to deliver the goods they needed to the outpost. Chinese cannon and machine-gunfire had completely destroyed this airstrip.
There were now only one hundred twenty-one (121) Soldiers left at the Bumla outpost. The Brigadier Dheersingh ordered his soldiers to leave the hill of Woonla chowki immediately and walk on the mountain range behind it.
Major Veersingh had just returned after inspecting that foot-pedestal, through which it could reach the mountain range behind. Following them, the troops of the Indian troops departed.
BUMLA - There was nothing left at the checkpoint. The ammunition there was almost exhausted in thwarting this fierce invasion of the Chinese army. The remaining was taken by the soldiers with them.
The mountain range was very long and there was a way to reach it through a valley. Staying there, the Brigadier Dheersingh inspected the situation and he found it more appropriate to place the front of his troop. He ordered his soldiers to stay there.
Major Veersingh was already elected to the front for that place. He said, "Sir! I had also chosen to put this place in front." Then place the soldiers at the right places on the high peaks on both sides of the valley. I also find this place suitable. "
The moon came out in the sky. The moon was lighted on the snow-capped mountain range. In that slow light, his eyes fell on the soldiers of the Indian troops who had fallen asleep in perpetual sleep. Then he looked at those Chinese killers in whom many were torturing and dying.
His lips fluttered and he looked at the dead bodies of his soldiers and said softly,
"ʙʟᴇꜱꜱᴇᴅ ᴀʀᴇ yᴏᴜ, ꜱᴏɴꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴍᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ɪɴᴅɪᴀ"
You made your life successful by performing your duty. In this great Battle for the protection of the Indian border, the flame you have ignited by killing yourself, it will not calm down until one Chinese invader is handed over its flames.
"Brigadier dared Singh's chest. His arms fluttered. He was quick to crack down on the Chinese invaders.
He was silent. His eyes rested on the moon, smiling in the sky. They were cold, but the flame in his body Was looking at the moon. Looking at the moon, before his eyes, the beautiful image of his wife Sheela Kumari came out which he had seen just a few weeks ago while he was farewell.
A fierce storm of distress and fear was rising. Brigadier Dheer Singh went a little further and placed his hands on both the shoulders of Sheela kumari, giving him affection and courage.
Brave Sheela kumari of India! You are the true idol of those Indian goddesses who used to send their husbands equipped with weapons to protect the motherland from enemies. Such heroic Indian goddesses have always been the source of inspiration for Indian heroes. These beauties have given great impetus to the heroes of India.
Hearing these words, Sheela kumari wiped his eyes with his saree and tilak them and said in heart touching words,
'Janani Janma Bhoomi!, Motherland of india, I offer my demand vermilion by making mahabar of your feet. I am offering my husband on the altar of your honor. Accept this best gift of my life, Mother India!
At that time, Brigadier Dheersingh's eyes came to Down. 😥
Once, for the last time, looking at his wife, he said in affectionate voice, "Sheela kumari!" Mother of india accepted your gift. Your demand, of course, will definitely become the flower of Bharatmata's feet. You are blessed, Sheela kumari!
ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴛɪɴᴜᴇᴅ...
ᴛʜɪꜱ ꜱᴛᴏʀy ɪꜱ ʙᴀꜱᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ᴀ ᴠᴇʀy ᴇxᴄɪᴛɪɴɢ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʀᴜᴇ ᴇᴠᴇɴᴛ, yᴏᴜ ꜱʜᴏᴜʟᴅ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴛᴏʀy ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴠᴀʟᴏʀ ᴏꜰ 121 ꜱᴏʟᴅɪᴇʀꜱ ᴏꜰ ɪɴᴅɪᴀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴩʟᴇᴀꜱᴇ ɢɪᴠᴇ yᴏᴜʀ ᴠᴀʟᴜᴀʙʟᴇ ʀᴀᴛɪɴɢꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴇᴠɪᴇᴡꜱ. ᴊᴀɪ ʜɪɴᴅ 🇮🇳
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