I BELIEVE

These barracks tell a tale, a bit of you, a lil' bit of me;  of the echoing laughter,  and the silent tears, which it did see... a live mine field for ' jangus ',  and no less than home for you; it has witnessed you repent getting lost,  but also seen you enjoy the victory cake's frost!  dash down, observe and move, concepts better learnt, using shortcuts; camo, concealment and a hidden supply chain,  Fazir anna's snickers trained!  your farzi Fazir's, "kya maidummmm" and akka's distant melodious hum;  little things lasting imprints,  few memories you'll carry from this stint... a successful run from ATA to drill square, and half the battle was won ; the nightmare coming to life with a flat tyre, saw many friendships set on its pyre !! camps and josh runs,  redefined hygeine and comfort!  Adm annas blessed echelons,  soothed the burns and bruises of take 100 carry on!!  Fearful of th...

Uncertain and anxious,  you stepped in this world of crimson and steel; leaving behind the hues of comfort, you were burnt to fit the OG feel; from a success story to a worthless 'jangu' , the fall was quick and steep; difficult to make peace with reality, very often made you question this leap;  walking on two's was a thing of the past,  your seniors introduced you to much cooler versions!  Dirt, sweat , blood and bruise; slowly erasing all your aversions...  getting innovative day by day, you learnt the tactics of OTA;  gathering sleep bit by bit, in this world, our ' jangu ' had begun to fit  many obstacles maneuvered'  and life basics tossed;  the lanyards were doned,  and PT hurdles crossed!  Battalion fall ins, the bajri order, and all the hell that broke lose!!  those sleepless nights saying thank you's, the corridors witnessed shaping of the invincible zullus! there were lif...