When I say my country I am mostly referring to our army men, our Jawans. I am not concerned about my safety or even yours because we are in safe hands as long as we have our Jawans. The question that is constantly bothering me is if they are protecting us shouldn’t there be someone protecting them too? I don’t know who but are we just going to be mere spectators?
How could they dare hurt our people? Where in the world did they get the courage to attack our soldiers and leave their family in a state of  bereavement. I just cannot imagine what their family must be going through right now. For them the pain is going to last forever. When was the last time they met? What was the last talk they had? Was the hug long-lasting enough to not feel the need of it again? What were our Jawans last thought? Most probably Jai Hind. Such people exist. Yes, selfless love exists.