People think war is a competition
between
weapons,
people,
forces
or nations.
But
It is a battle of prayers
between our mothers and their mothers.
The question is,
whose son will come back with the flag in his hand
and whose will come with the flag over his body.
I was told at my birth
that I don’t belong to
My parents,
My destiny,
My dreams,
I belongs only to Pakistan.
Lets unite in the war against our enemies.
Pakistan Zinda Baad.
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