My dear Shaheed Captain, "The True Hero"; I read your diary written for the nation before your Shahadat, and found: "I am going to die for a nation whose heroes that shine on cellular screens and in playgrounds; not the soldiers who sacrifice their youthful lives for their country silently and voluntarily".
This phrase touched my heart just like a rose on a thorny bush. The beautiful rose of Shahadat attracted me but the thorny thought of doubt forced me to think that the hero of this nation felt unhappy on the expected tributes from his brothers and sisters. The feelings expressed in your diary before your Shahadat became a message to the nation.
These golden words were taken from the life of a true hero who offered all his valuables to his nation. Let there be no doubt that the people who sacrifice their lives in the dark nights without anyone noticing them are more daring than those who live their lives under the bright sun.
Dear Gallant;
I read the line and asked why my soldier had this feeling at the time of Shahadat that he is not a hero of this nation. Everyone has to die one day but Allah gives this excellence to splendid people like you. My heart is still saluting the dearest son of this soil who gave his blood to nourish it. The moment you took the last breath in this world was the moment of realisation for your people against your enemy. You changed the public opinion for the first time against terrorists, torched the light and unveiled the face of the enemy.
Dear Son of the Soil;
Beautiful words from your diary expressed the emotions about the warmth of your mother's lap and father's pride. Only that son can sacrifice for the nation who belongs to daring parents and who was nurtured by the lap of homeland. You served as a front liner and embraced Shahadat daringly.
You achieved the immortal life for which prophets prayed. I know you can hear me. I know you can feel the tributes. I also know you are closer to your mother, father, family more than before but best of all you registered yourself in the list of the beloved of Allah. If thousands of heroes of this worldly life gather, they cannot match you.
My dear Soldier;
I want to make you realise that we all are because of this soil. All those heroes of playgrounds and stage are because of this land, land is because of you. This country is because of you, and this army is because of you. How can I forget your adorable parents who revived Sunnat-e-Ibrahimi by saying Labbaik on Almighty's will and presented their best, "their son" in the name of Allah. The courageous mother and father deserve thousand salutes for their daring will. I want to pay a tribute to you and your lucky parents who gave us a pride like you. You are a source of inspiration for thousands of sons who want to follow your foot steps and we can say this land is not barren. It's alive and has sons like you to save its dignity and honour.
Pray for the nation, you are more close to Allah, I fully believe.
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