The fiery flash of guns and splattered countless bloodshed Even the Kargil mountains stumbled seeing the precious lives lying dead More glorious can a death be than wrapped in pride ? O true sons of soil ! Your selfless deeds will forever be etched deep inside. Had I been Vikram batra, I would have been … Continue reading If I were Captain Vikram Batra | Poem | Praaptie , 11, Bhubaneswar