My voice cracked at the sight of you walking towards me, soaked in rain. My heart raced, when you uttered those words coated with love and care. My soul melted, when you pulled me in for a hug and planted a kiss on my forehead. My body shaked, when I saw you bruised and despondent. I cursed them for pointing a gun towards my man. But you scolded and said “It's not just them, we're all fighting for the same. Our country to protect”. And I thanked god for letting you return, alive and strong, to your daughter and home, once again.