After the war I’m back home
I fought with my heart and soul
Spent the past few months terribly
But we managed to attain peace finally
Whole nation is proud
Feels good to be back home
But there is something I seem to lack
Something seems to be missing
There is my mom, happy as ever
I’m in front of her because of her prayer
Dad is really proud
& has spread the news all around
Sister is smiling
As I can attend her wedding
Everywhere there is warmth and love
Something that I have been craving for months
This is what I wanted
Then what am I looking for
What is missing?
I’m standing under the lawn tree
I see my girl walking towards me
Simple and modest
Smiling her heart out
But I know behind her simplicity lies a brave heart
She holds me tightly in her arms
I can feel that she never want to let go of me again
This is exactly where I want to remain
She calls me her “HERO”
“HERO”
For my family I’m a “HERO”
Whole town is proud of me they call me their “HERO”
I’m my nation’s “HERO” too…
“HERO” “HERO” “HERO”
It haunts me
There is nothing heroic I have done
In all these sleepless nights at the battle field
All I have done is saved myself and my men from being shot
So, how can I let these people call me “HERO”
When the actual heroes lie buried behind the enemy line
My friends, my mates, our countrymen
Martyrs-who gave their lives for the nation
My best friend with all the charm
Died in my arm
I miss him the most- my “HERO”