ODE TO AN ARMY MAN
For you contours are easier to read than the city maps ,
You feel comfortable in jungles and get lost in metros.
For you time is in hundred hours, where as 3' O clock is a direction,
Distance is always in multiples of hundred meters and you keep on loosing North.
When people meet near pubs, cafes and discos,
You meet near water tanks, bridges and survey trees.
For you Kenwood and Motorola are familiar brands of Radio sets
And Apple and Blackberry are fruits.
You never knew cars, mobiles and bikes also had series.
The only series you know is the AK series.
You remember names of all Tanzeems,
but do not know the name of IPL teams.
Stamps on your passport are of Congo and Sudan
where as others go to US, UK and Japan.
You remember the raising days of units,
but forget anniversaries and birthdays.
When others talk of CEO and COO,
You only know C with only one O.
For you lol and asap is Greek
and you even look for them in Appx 'C'.
When others talk of Pune, Bangalore and Gurgaon
you talk of Poonch, Bimbat and Bongaigaon.
For you, The Safety Honour and Welfare of your Country comes first,
Always and Every Time
and women will always be from Venus and not from Mars, always and every time.
For you green and blue are own safe zones,
Red and pink are danger zones.
For you the choice of arms was more painful than break ups and chasing girls is tougher than the march up.
You will travel 500 miles to meet her,
But will expect her to walk the last five steps.
You can talk to 500 rusty men for three hours,
But will be afraid to speak three magical words.
You will crack any code or language,
But a one line message from her, with a few dots and exclamation marks will confuse you.
For all those who think he is a flirt,
He will be the last man standing,
True to his vows and words......
For you contours are easier to read than the city maps ,
You feel comfortable in jungles and get lost in metros.
For you time is in hundred hours, where as 3' O clock is a direction,
Distance is always in multiples of hundred meters and you keep on loosing North.
When people meet near pubs, cafes and discos,
You meet near water tanks, bridges and survey trees.
For you Kenwood and Motorola are familiar brands of Radio sets
And Apple and Blackberry are fruits.
You never knew cars, mobiles and bikes also had series.
The only series you know is the AK series.
You remember names of all Tanzeems,
but do not know the name of IPL teams.
Stamps on your passport are of Congo and Sudan
where as others go to US, UK and Japan.
You remember the raising days of units,
but forget anniversaries and birthdays.
When others talk of CEO and COO,
You only know C with only one O.
For you lol and asap is Greek
and you even look for them in Appx 'C'.
When others talk of Pune, Bangalore and Gurgaon
you talk of Poonch, Bimbat and Bongaigaon.
For you, The Safety Honour and Welfare of your Country comes first,
Always and Every Time
and women will always be from Venus and not from Mars, always and every time.
For you green and blue are own safe zones,
Red and pink are danger zones.
For you the choice of arms was more painful than break ups and chasing girls is tougher than the march up.
You will travel 500 miles to meet her,
But will expect her to walk the last five steps.
You can talk to 500 rusty men for three hours,
But will be afraid to speak three magical words.
You will crack any code or language,
But a one line message from her, with a few dots and exclamation marks will confuse you.
For all those who think he is a flirt,
He will be the last man standing,
True to his vows and words......
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