Shree. ( Advocate.) 14 December 2008

Just 10 MPs pay homage to Parliament attack martyrs!!!!!!!

Just 10 MPs pay homage to Parliament attack martyrs!!!!!!!

Just two days after displaying a rare unity in the fight against terrorism, barely ten MPs turned up on Saturday morning at a function

here to pay homage to martyrs who saved Parliament from terrorist attack seven years ago.

Lok Sabha Speaker Somnath Chatterjee, Prime Minister Manmohan Singh, Leader of Opposition in the Lok Sabha L K Advani, his counterpart in the Upper House Jaswant Singh and UPA Chairperson Sonia Gandhi paid floral tributes at the plaque put up on the spot of the encounter with the terrorists on December 13, 2001.

Rajya Sabha members S S Ahluwalia (BJP), Manohar Joshi (Shiv Sena), D Raja (CPI), P J Kurien and Karan Singh (both Congress) were among the first to offer floral tributes.

Union Minister P K Bansal and former Union Home Minister Shivraj Patil were also present.

Both Houses of Parliament had on Friday paid tributes to the martyrs and recalled the supreme sacrifice by the security personnel in foiling the attempt of the terrorists.

The two Houses had on Thursday unanimously adopted a resolution to fight terrorism.

Commenting on the attendance of MPs, Congress spokesman Manish Tiwari said "such a low turnout is not only disappointing but completely inexcusable".

However, BJP MP Prakash Javdekar, who was in Kolkata, said most of the MPs were in their constituencies where they would pay homage to the martyrs. "You cannot expect everybody (in Delhi) on a Saturday or Sunday. MPs have to go to their constituencies."

He said the matter should not be trivialised.

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https://timesofindia.indiatimes.com/articleshow/msid-3832857,prtpage-1.cms

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Bina (none) 14 December 2008

While the average age of the army man is around 30 years, at the time of enrolling/commissioning he is around 20 years. He is a short haired, tight-muscled kid who, under normal circumstances is considered by society as half man, half boy. Not yet dry behind the ears, not old enough to buy a beer, but old enough to die for his country. He is a recent school/college graduate; he was probably an average student from one of the Kendriya Vidyalayas, pursued some form of sport activities, rides an old mo'bike / scooter, and has a steady girlfriend that either broke up with him when he left, or swears to be waiting when he returns from half a world away. He listens to bollywood music or ghazals or rock & roll or hip-hop or country or swing …. ………. and a missile launcher or a T-80 tank or a 155mm howitzer.

He is 5 or 7 kilos lighter now than when he was at home, because he is working or fighting insurgents or standing guard on the icy Himalayas or the jungles of the North East from before dawn to well after dusk or he is in Mumbai engaging the terrorists. He has trouble spelling, thus letter writing is a pain for him, but he can field strip an AK 47 rifle in 30 seconds flat and reassemble it in less time in the dark. He can recite to you the nomenclature of a machine gun, an advanced radar system or a grenade launcher and use either one effectively if he must. He digs trenches and weapon-pits and can apply first aid like a professional. He can march until he is told to stop, or stop until he is told to march. He obeys orders instantly and without hesitation, but he is not without spirit or individual dignity. His pride and self-respect, he does not lack. He is self-sufficient, assertive, brash and feels adrenaline always in his veins.

He has two sets of combat dress: he washes one and wears the other. He keeps his water bottle full and his feet dry. He sometimes forgets to brush his teeth, but never to clean his rifle. He can cook his own meals, mend his own clothes, and fix his own wounds. If you're thirsty, he'll share his water with you; if you are hungry, his food. He'll even splits his ammunition with you in the midst of battle when you run low. He has learned to use his hands like weapons and weapons like they were his hands. He can save your life - or take it, because that is his job. He is the only one trained to kill - one bullet one person, licenced for it - but only those he declares to be the enemy of the nation.

He will often do twice the work than that of a civilian, draw half the pay, and still find ironic humour in it all. He has seen more suffering and death than he should have in his short lifetime. He has wept in public and in private, for friends who have fallen in combat and is unashamed.

He feels every note of the Jana Gana Mana vibrate through his body while at rigid attention, while tempering the burning desire to 'square-away' those around him who haven't bothered to stand, remove their hands from their pockets, or even stop talking. In an odd twist, day in and day out, far from home, he defends their right to be disrespectful.. Just as did his father, grandfather, and great-grandfather, he is paying the price for our freedom - which this generation does not understand what it means. Beardless or not, he is not a boy.

As you go to bed tonight, remember this shot. . ..

A short lull, a little shade and a picture of loved ones in their helmets.

Prayer wheel for our Army...

'Lord, hold our the Indian Armed Forces in your loving hands.

Protect them as they protect us.

Bless them and their families for the selfless acts they perform for us in our time of need.

Amen.'

When you receive this, please stop for a moment and say a prayer for our soldiers, sailors and airmen, on all frontiers and wherever else they are needed.

Pray for the Indian Soldier. Unlike your fat and corrupt 'Babus' or 'Netas' in posh areas of Delhi, Mumbai or wherever, this soldier will always do you proud.

Shree. ( Advocate.) 16 December 2008

Hearty Thanks BINA ji,

But seems nobody is still interested in replying or even reading to it.BUT Our members may felt you Posted all in one regarding this thread.

THANKS for detailed reply & faith in Our Mother Country.