My Memory-Air Force

Poem By Hasmukh Amathalal

My memory-Air force
Thursday,8th October 2020

It dates back to the year 1966
when my destiny was fixed
with the pride arm of the country
to join as an airman under the defence ministry

what was I before the recruitment?
unpolished rough diamond to present
the worth in times to come
Airforce welcomed with an open arm

it imparted us good English
to read, understand, and finish
with introducing many subjects
and take us out from the training institution

eighteen years of service to the motherland with postings
to all ends of the country
it was on-the-spot training to understand the country
Its people. customs along with peace and harmony

we were a bunch of the recruits
from the different parts of the country
with language, customs and different living
yes we managed and started believing

if we are one in perception
it is good for the nation
good for the federal structure
where we were moulded in one culture

Dr Jadia Hasmukh
Ex-Sergeant, Mehta H.A.
indian Air Force
S. No 289153T
from: 6-4-1966 to 30-5 1984

Comments about My Memory-Air Force

Congratulations on being ranked well ahead of the 2020, Noble Laureate. Louise Gluck.
Guru ji, My favorite fighter aircraft is the " Mirage" . Guruji, my entire schooling was done in kv (from 1st to 12th) which is inside an
Oood evening sir, It is a great pleasure for all of us that you are the true soldiers of the country who performed their duties with full devotion in the Air Force. Guruji, everyone has a dream to go to the Air Force or military and do something for their beloved country Guruji, you have expressed your sweet feelings through this poem and made us all aware of the untouched aspect of our life on Air Force Day, for which we are all very grateful to you. Jai Hind and Happy Indian Airforce Dsy
good for the federal structure where we were moulded in one culture Dr Jadia Hasmukh Ex-Sergeant, Mehta H.A. indian Air Force S. No 289153T from: 6-4-1966 to 30-5 1984


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