A girl walking down the civilian Street,
A Fauji comes storming and sweeps her of her feet!
A new life, new style, a new world altogether,
She was the happiest because they were together!
His postings, his boys, his duties; she was holding them firmly,
After all she was married into the most elite family!
Days gone by, month became years,
She was standing tall fighting all her fears!
Babina, Wellington, Mhow and places she never knew existed,
Those were the ones she often visited!
Parties, meets, outings, life was on the groove;
Give her few boxes with the new address and she was ready to move!
Moving to new place, making new friends,
Hard times are those to leave behind some loose ends!
It can be a shelter, a flat or a lavish place,
Whatever she gets, it becomes her address!
Always on move, managing kids, families and bank accounts,
The little time she gets with her Fauji is all that counts!
He depends on her for everything he holds dear,
Because his duty always comes first and that's crystal clear!
When they are together she forgets all those nights she cried,
Because watching him adorning his uniform is her utmost pride!
She hugs him tight when he goes out in the field,
Always praying the Almighty to become his shield!!
Yes! Sometimes the Gods aren't that kind,
And she is the one who is left behind!
But yet she smiles and waits for love of her life,
That's some strongest breed, called as Army Wife!!
- © Swati Atre.
Speechless...Hats off to all army wives
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