'Hello, hello! Aap chup kyu hain!?' A frustrated Barkha yelled while throwing her phone on the ground and making it break into pieces. But this wasn't enough to calm down her worries. All she was getting were negative thoughts which she was trying hard to shrug but...

On the other side, somewhere in the coldest regions of Kashmir, where nothing was visible except the huge mountains which were covered with the blanket of white snow. A wicked man cladded in all black, even his face didn't have any part uncovered. He came while hiding under some sheet of snow and tried to choke a man from behind. That man was wearing green commando print pants and dark green tee along with a thick bullet proof jacket. But the most attractive thing which he was wearing was a batch of Indian tri-color flag on the left side of his t-shirt, just above his heart indicating that flag is printed in his heart. His appearance was enough to specify that he is a brave soldier of India who is here to safeguard his mother land from evil-eyed traitors. 

That terrorist tried to choke him from behind and stabbed a sharp knife in his right thigh, but that didn't affect the commando even a little bit. The commando somehow freed himself from the terrorist's hold and came face-to-face with him. 

'Himmat hai to aage se vaar kar, geedad bankar peeche se kyu vaar karta hai!' Roared the brave lion and a high combat fight started in between the two. The commando was dodging every move of the terrorist but there was something which the terrorist found odd.

'Maine suna tha ki tum log hamesha apni bharat mata ki raksha karne ke liye shahid hone ke liye bhi taiyar rehte ho. Lekin jo main dekh raha hoon vo to bilkul ulta hai. Tum kayar ho, isliye tum mujh par hamla nahi kar rahe' said the terrorist and started laughing wickedly. He has assumed that he has won but he forgot one thing, if the lion takes two steps backwards, it doesn't mean that he has lost. Rather it means that he's preparing for a wild move. 

The commando didn't do anything neither did say anything. He just smirked proudly and pointed towards the back of the terrorist. As the terrorist turned, he saw all his men and teammates are being dragged harshly by five other commandos. Saying that he was shocked would be an understatement. Looking at the scenario, all colors on his face faded and his face went pale, but he maintained his calm and watched everything silently. 

Two sons and three daughters of this motherland were dragging the whole squad of the people who dared to even eye their Bharat Mata. Those five commandos were also brutally injured during fighting but who cared, they were here to serve their nation and for them, such blood oozing wounds are just small bruises which can be neglected in front of their duty. Those five came and threw the terrorists near that commando's feet and stood beside him with the same proud smirk as of his.

'Tune kaha tha na, Iqbali that we're cowards. You were right! We are cowards, jo tum jaise darindo ko maarne se pehle itni der ruke hue hain. Tujhe to abhi uda dena chahiye' The commando said angrily and was about to shoot the head of the terrorist organization with his gun. But his hand was immediately held back by his wife. 

'No Karan! He needs to be tortured. Jitna dard isne humare desh ko aur uske deshvasiyon ko diya hai, atleast hume uska to hisaab isse chukta karna hi padega. Hum tujhe maut bhi naseeb nahi hone denge. YOU'LL BEG FOR DEATH!' said Monami with tears of angst in her eyes and willingness of revenge in her voice.

'Tu khushkismat hai ki humare haathon nahi mar raha. Varna to teri ek-ek haddi yahi dafn karke jaate!' said Faizi angrily who was willing to shoot the head of the terrorist organization right there. But stopped listening to what Monami said. 

'Monu bro, he needs to be killed by you! Isne tujhse teri maa chheenli aur na jaane kitne bache iski wajeh se anaath hue honge aur kitni  patniyan vidhva' said Sid to his Monu bro to motivate her. He caressed her shoulder as tears were constantly flowing from her eyes, but face had zero expressions.

'Hahaha!' The terrorist head started laughing loudly holding his stomach making Karan, Monami, Faizi, Koel, Sid and Sanju confused. They all squinted their eyebrows but decided to maintain their cool. 

'Wah bhai, wah! Bharat ke javan itne bewakoof. Hahaha!' The not-so-hilarious laughter was again started by Iqbali and was echoing in the mountainous region. Also, this time it made the Ziddi Dils much furious. 

Sanju went ahead and held him by his color angrily and slapped him hard making all her five fingers imprint on his cheek. 'Kehna ke chahto hai? Saaf-saaf bol!' 

He harshly jerked Sanju's hand and twisted her hand and placed a knife just above the most crucial nerve on her neck, making the rest five worried. They wanted to go ahead to free her but then realized that their hands were tied behind by some other organization members and now, they all are kept on gun point. Sid, Monami and Koel were trying to wriggle of the handcuffs but received a glare from Karan. He denied them on their actions through his eyes and his juniors obeyed him.

'Main tum logo jitna bewakoof nahi hoon jo 5-6 log uthaye aur chala aaya ladne. Hn! Ab to tumhe humse tumhara bhagwaan bhi nahi bacha sakta' Iqbali said and indicated something to his men, and they nodded. Iqbali's men took their advantage and attacked the rest five furiously. A terrorist hit Monami on the back side of her knee and made her fall on her knees and punched her many times and the same happened with Koel, Sid and Karan. The other one went to Faizi and started punching him from left to right and right to left making his mouth bleed hysterically. All of them clenched their jaws and fire of rage was clearly visible in their eyes.

Sanju couldn't handle it anymore and pushed Iqbali's hand which was on her neck and pushed him on the ground and used all her boxing skills on him. But this time, Iqbali played smart and he somehow went to Karan while dragging himself from the ground. As he reached near Karan, he stood up taking support from one of his men's. 

As he stood up stumbling, Karan and his team was still smirking proudly. 

'Tch, tch, tch, Fauji! Vaise tumhari himmat ki daat deni padegi. Itna pit liye fir bhi akad nahi gayi? Chup-chap haar maanlo, ho sakta hai tumhari lashein hi tumhari sarkar tak pahuncha den!' Saying so Iqbali and his men started laughing loudly as he assumed that they all have accepted their defeat.

 Lekin aise kaise Bharat Mata ke bete-betiyan unki sar zameen par aanch aane dete aur apni matra bhoomi par kalank lagne dete!? Unhone bhi iss Hindustani hawa mein saans li hai aur Bharat Mata ki god mein pale hain...to ab ye unka samay hai ki vo apni Maa bharti ka karz chukayen!

Karan and Monami's anger were now on their nerves and the lava inside them was ready to explode any moment now. Thought they were also injured but looking at Faizi and Sanju who are lying unconscious on the ground and are taking their last breaths, they couldn't think of anything except REVENGE!

'Himmat hai to haath khol kar maar. Fir main bhi dekhta hoon tera bhagwaan tujhe bachane aata hai ya nahi. Khol haath! shouted Karan with blood dripping from his mouth and fire visible in his eyes. 

Iqbali gulped down the lump formed in his throat but still his attitude didn't budge a little bit. He orders one of his men to open the hand ties of all the commandos and he did so. But before the commandos could do anything, Iqbali shot Faizi and Sanju twice in their abdomen and near their chest. No one could understand anything and were totally numb to react. Karan's eyes went wide as he saw both SanZi falling down on the ground, he felt as if his support systems have fallen down. Sid and Koel immediately ran to their respective partners and started patting their cheeks in order to keep them concious. 

'Aankhe khuli rakho, Faizi!' said tensed Koel.

'Yes Mrs. Tod-Phod Ganju, tum aise nahi ja sakti!' said Sid panickedly.

'JAI HIND!' Faizi and Sanju saluted their motherland for the last time as they knew that they're not going to live anymore. Sanju and Faizi closed their eyes slowly while holding Sid and Joel's hands in theirs respectively.

Sid and Koel's eyes started brimming tears as they observed that both Faizi and Sanju's pulse rate was going low with each passing second. Monami came to them and kept a hand on both of their shoulders and shook her head in a no with watery eyes.

'Rani Sahiba, Sid or Koel, apni aankho ke inn ansuon ko girne mat dena. Iss Iqbali ko ye saabit kardo ki ye tumhara khoon hai jo khaul kar bhaap ban gaya hai! Ek sacha commando bano or karo apni Bharat mata ki hifazat!' said Karan motivatingly. Sid and Koel glanced at each other and then in Karan's eyes where they saw nothing except anger. Monami took a deep breath in order to calm down her inner turmoil and then looked in Karan's eyes deeply. 

'Sid and Koel, finish the mites!' roared Monami as she was eyeing Iqbali with blood shot eyes. Sid and Koel were very surprised listening to their second in command's order but didn't dare to question her. Also, they too wanted to have this opportunity to make the people shout and cry in pain because of whom their loved ones are lying lifeless. 

They both somehow stood up with their body bruised and injured and started fighting with the mites of the bloody terrorist organization. While Monami and Karan were taking dangerous steps towards Iqbali who was making steps backwards in fear. He was about to run from the spot but his collar was held back by Karan at the right time. Karan started punching Iqbali mercilessly as two of his most important people are gone forever just because of him.

Karan glanced at Monami once and saw her looking at Iqbal's with the same anger as of Karan's. Karan took two step backwards and pointed towards Iqbali while looking at Monami. She came forward while her face was all red with anger and her eyes were shedding tears continuously. She came and picked up Iqbali from the ground and made him face her. She jerked him with so much power that he forgot about his surroundings for a second.

'Tujhe andaza bhi hai tune humse aur iss desh se kya chhen liya. Faizi or Sanju do bahadur commandos thhe and we're proud of them. Tune saabit kar diya, Iqbali ki hai to tu ek gandi naali ka keeda hi. I.. I'll kill you!' Monami roared while gasping as she was over filled with anger now. She too landed three-four hard punches on him and then threw him on the ground again. Now, Iqbali was not in a state to run as his legs were already not working due to Faizi and Sanju's skills.

Karan, Monami, Sid and Koel formed a semicircle around Iqbali having him in the centre on the ground scared like a kitten. This condition of Iqbali made all of them chuckle hard. 

Karan signalled something to his juniors and they nodded. All four of them took out their riffles and loaded them with bullets. As soon as their rifles were ready, they unloaded all the bullets in Iqbal's body. They were not letting any mercy on him as if they're letting out their emotions of revenge and anger on him.

According to MoRan and SiEl, Iqbal's chapter was closed now but still the dog's tail was curled. As the four commandos turned back to go, Iqbali took out a granade from his jacket and with many difficulties, he unpinned it and threw it in the direction of the four commandos and the evil died forever. But....

He has already done his job and the nation lost six of its best commandos, altogether.

As Iqbali threw the granade and it exploded, Karan, Monami, Sid and Koel were pushed by it as they were completely unaware of it. Coincidentally, they fell at the same place where Sanju and Faizi's corpse was lying. Koel, Sid, Monami and Karan got the intution that their end is near. But they didn't had any fear or grief on their face, instead their bleeding faces had a charming smile placed on it. Though they won't be living anymore and can die any moment, still they were not worried about their loved ones and family. What they were proud about was that they were able to kill the one who even dared to touch our Bharat Mata's dignity.

Karan held Monami's hand, Monami held Koel's hand, Koel held Faizi's hand and Sid held Sanju's hand.

'Ra..ni Sa..Sahiba, kaha tha na..saath ma.. marenge- ji..yenge. See, I've fulfilled my pro..mise!' Karan said with a smirk and Monami smiled lovingly looking at him maybe for the last time.

'Bros, ek baar vo..vo to ya..ad karle jo commandos bante hi swe..ar kiya tha' Sid said in his original SidG style making the rest chuckle. Koel nodded and started on behalf of Faizi as well.

'Kartavya, Sahas va Balidan...'

'Desh ke khatir, Desh ke naam...' said Monami.

'Desh ki mitti sar aankho par...' said Karan.

'Desh se hai apni pehchan!' said Sid on behalf of Sanju as well.

At last, the rest four closed their eyes forever but not before saying 'JAI HIND!' with great difficulties for the very last time. They all were having a sweet smile plastered on their faces as they were lucky enough to receive martyrdom.

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The news of MoRan, SidSa and KoeZi's demise spread all over the country like fire. Everyone was immensely shocked but didn't dare to cry as they knew that it'll be the insult of their sacrifice. All were damn proud of the six who lost their lives while serving and safeguarding the nation.

After a few days, in Parakram SAF academy, the hanger area was decorated with flowers and some utter silence was spread all over. All the commandos of the academy along with Mr. & Mrs. Batra were present. Also, Barkha Param Shergill along with two girls, one of 3 years and other of 10, stood at a corner with a grief-stricken face and red eyes filled with pain.

In the middle was a table kept on which six photos were kept. The photos were of none other than Special Agent Karan Shergill, Special Agent Captain Dr. Monami Mahajan Shergill, Special Agent Faizuddin Siddiqui, Special Agent Koel Roy Siddiqui, Special Agent Sanjana Dubey Ganju and Special Agent Siddharth Ganju.

The photos had garlands hung on them and one by one everyone went ahead to place flowers in front of the photos of the six brave commandos in order to represent their feeling of pride and gratefulness.

Once everyone was done with the final goodbye ceremony, a girl of three years came running to Col. Batra and hugged his legs while crying. He picked her up in his arms and tried to calm her down. Seeing her condition, Barkha and Baby too came there.

'Bus..bus, aise nahi rote Karmi. Bache, please mat ro.' said Barkha while pacifying the little Karmi who lost both of her parents and is very much sad, obviosly. 

Batra dadu, kya mumma-papa, mamu-bua or chachu-chachi kabhi vapis nahi aayenge??' questioned Karmi in her usual childish tone to Col. Batra who was unable to answer the little soul. 

Batra sir sighed sadly and shook his head in a no seeing that, Karmi started crying even much harder. Barkha took her in her arms and took her in front of the table where the photos were kept.

'Beta, aapko pata hai aapke mumma-papa aise smile kyu kare rahe hain??' Barkha questioned to Karmi while pointing towards MoRan's photography to which Karmi just shook her head innocently. 

'Karmi, chachu-chachi isliye smile kar rahe hain kyuki vo dono desh ke liye shaheed hue hain. And aapko yaad hai na aapke papa kya kehte thhe?' said Baby urf Saumya while making Karmi understand the major point.

'I know, papa kehte thhe ki ek fauji ki shahadat par rote nahi hai. Uska jashn manate hain!' Karmi said while smiling widely as she remembers her father's words. 

'To ab tum dono unke sacrifice ka aise mazaak udaoge, ro kar?' said Barkha while referring to Karmi and Nikhil who was standing in an isolated corner and was crying silently. Listening to Barkha's words, Nikhil came forwards and wiped his tears forcefully.

'No badi maa, hum nahi royenge. Because we are proud of them!' said Nikhil. 

Nikhil, Karmi and Saumya stood in front of MoRan, SidSa and KoeZi's photograph and saluted their bravery as this is the least, we could do for such courageous commandos!

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आज़ादी की हम कभी शाम नहीं होने देंगे!
शहीदो की कुर्बानी कभी बदनाम नहीं होने देंगे!!
एक बूंद भी बची हो तब तक जो लाहू की!भारत माँ का आँचल कभी नीलाम नहीं होने देंगे!!

JAI HIND!!!

HAPPY REPUBLIC DAY!

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I hope it was enough to showcase the sacrifices of Indian soldiers. I hope I did justice to it and showcased everything nicely...

Please forgive agar koi mistake hui ho to kripya maaf karein! I know it's not upto the mark but I've tried my best.

Hope you like it!