Picket 43 Page #5

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from the Musharafs bunker.

For the last one hour

there is no movement.

If at all he is alive, I can't

put him alone to die here.

Sir I can't come back.

If it is our own soldier beyond

LoC, we can't do anything.

There are clear cut rules

and procedures for all that.

Sir, all these rules and

convention which you had told.

I don't know anything.

Musharaf is my friend.

If sir is adamant on a

not possible stand.

I'll have to go to that bunker...

...and see directly myself

what happened to him.

If you come back after crossing the LoC.

What is waiting for you will not be a

gallantry award, on the contrary...

...it will be a court marshal.

For the last one and a half hours I'm

facing my death all alone myself.

No court marshal

is beyond that, is it?

The decision is your's sir..Please.

Musharaf!

Say something!

Give some sound!

Hey you! Don't die!

I'm calling from Prime

Minister's office.

Please talk to

Pakistan's am bassador.

Hey what happened to him?

Say something!

Sahib, couldn't save Musharaf. Had

lost lot of blood. Before we came.

He was dead, sahib.

Damn it!

Come fast bring the oxygen.

Make it fast!

The grace of Allah!

You damn it, you are alive man!

Hey fellow, I thought you

were dead, man!

You made me cry, man!

Do you know that?

Man I had called several bad words

on you man. Several of them man.

Did you hear anything?

Hey to you, his wife is admitted

in the hospital for delivery.

He should be admitted over there.

Yes, over there.

Forget not.

(Repeats the hospital name again)

Go fellow go.

Go man, I don't want

your salute and all.

After few days"

Hey Hari, are you keeping fine?

Anna!

When I returned after the leave

only, I heard about you. Really proud.

One letter has come to you.

Okay shall I go? Okay.

Yea, going on leave, no?

Became a hero.

Rajan Pattam bi.

Good, the letter which was sent

on last 25th, receives only now.

Raja, I'm bring your quota.

'Dear hari. Tried to call you a lot,

since not getting, that is why writing this'

'Mother demised on last 20th'

'Once received the call, from there

someone said you are hospitalized'

'But anyway during the

time of death, I was near her'

'All the rituals which you were to

do, I did it, in the position of a son'

'What mother told at last

was, god protect my son'

'Even after the death, the gaze was

at the main entrance, waiting for you'

'By the time you get this letter,

I would be really late but still...'

'Won't you come?'

Man, really gave a shock!

I had really underestimated you.

Now the core commander has...

...personally recommended

a bravery award for you.

Over here, apart from your sick

leave, there is a specially...

...sanctioned 2 months leave.

For 2 months go to native place...

...and meet everyone and relax.

L..Sir I don't need this leave.

Two weeks back...

My mother..Was expired!

When called from native place

to the base to inform the news.

At that time, only came to

know that I was hospitalized.

Perhaps they might have know that

won't reach there in such a situation.

They had done all the

rituals by themselves, sir.

Today while receiving the letter only

I came to know about the matters.

But is it necessary that

you don't go on a leave?

At the native place the relatives and

all will be waiting for you, is it not?

At the native place...

There aren't many relatives.

Now mother is expired, is it not?

Now there is...

At present, there is no one.

Shall I do one thing?

I'll tell to commandant.

Immediately you can be

transferred to a peace line posting.

Something like Himachal and all.

While being there...

That is...

That is not required sir.

If possible allow me to return back.

To return back?

To where?

Back to picket 43 sir.

One commanding officer disobeying

the protocol before a Jawan (soldier)

That will be for the first time.

How was it man?

In my absence one month.

Come, there is lot of things to say.

Mother, mother had expired man.

Rajan has received

a job from Saudi.

Due to that there is no

reason to go back to native place.

And then I'll get a bravery award.

Very soon.

Hey man, aren't there

any awards for dogs?

If there were, you would

also receive one. For sure.

Truly man.

Sir has got a good opinion of you.

He still doubts whether you

or I had shooted them all.

What to do?

I had called Musharaf,

the baby is a boy.

Like what is said, he says

he'll come to Wagh border.

Anyway on this August 15th...

I'll go there.

Even the death of own mother

was suppressed in a tear drop.

With the feeling, my country the

soldiers like Havildar Harindran.

For you they will be

on these mountains always.

In any lapse of any second.

Those lives which may fade

out with the sound of a shot.

You fear not, just make a loud call.

For the safety of

Baratham we will come running.

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