My father was in active operations most of his life . My brother - still serving - is placed in active areas a lot of times. The Indian Army is constantly fighting, as is common knowledge.

I feel like now there is a part of my brain that is forever braced. I'm always steeling myself and sometimes it's like I've suspended in action for years.

For we're the kith and kin of soldiers. Every time they broadcast another soldier dying in combat, I get this sinking feeling. Because it's only luck that separates me from the family of this dead soldier.

God bless your heart.