Dear soldier,
It is 8 degrees in Delhi, and I’m sitting cosy in my blanket. The newspaper is kept right next to me, and the first thing I am reading is how soldiers are guarding our borders in -35 degrees. Just reading of the temperature gives me the shivers. We bow down to you.
The life of a soldier is so difficult. I cannot even imagine it. Perhaps, it is a thousand times tougher than my professional life. You are posted far away from family at your stations. We hear stories of your might every other day, and the stories of your sacrifices leave me with goosebumps.